Preponderance
Here’s a truth that’s absolute:
If something is considered cute,
That label long won’t be applied
If what was cute gets multiplied.
Like chipmunks – always in a hurry;
Charming in their need to scurry.
One or two of them seems fine;
More than that, I draw the line.
Lately, they are everywhere.
Once shy, today they even dare
To race around where people tread
Without the slightest bit of dread.
Emboldened by their numbers, they
Make hay and will not go away.
Preponderance can help dilute
What was, in moderation, cute.
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