I do not mean to hurt your feelings
That is, if you have any, to hurt.
If so I apologize now for any future offenses
As I will be throwing darts at your picture
As I compose this ne’er to be posted “text”
In the event it is used in a future indictment.
It seems that “words” have become the currency
Of a bankrupt language seeking a following
Thus, all “words”, grunts, moans, or gurgling
Are to be considered “protected” “speech”.
Depending on how that speech is interpreted
By the “ear bud” deafened masses.
Ditch the dictionary and thesaurus and
Purchase a new edition “imaginasaurus”
Wherein every word is defined by
what we imagine its meaning to be
and “multiple connected strings of words”
“once classified as sentences”
Will be subject to scrutiny and dissection
By an AI (Arguing Idiots) group.
If and when I meet all the parameters
Of the Asinine Algorithms of America
And filter it through the
Fatalistically Philosophical Philanderers Assn
I will slip a note under your door
Pay no attention to it
Meet me under the old Elm on Tree Street
Or the old tree on Elm street.
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