Poem For Sale

I heard about the word that’s absurd if I may ponder and don’t wander it may be fonder then I may recite it , in spite being a bit uptight but I conclude I will be rude and most likely brood. I will set it aside but not to hide, don’t say I lied I kept my word to which is cured but somewhat blurred say what you will, get your fill, but I’m not ill I wasted you time with this rhyme, what do you want for a dime.