I used words like “pedantic”
To demonstrate my wit.
I followed academia
To drink from wisdom’s tit.
I had A’s and opinions
And the public called me smart
All to hide my guilty secret:
I giggled at a fart.
Tag Archives: Smart
When The Mensa Meeting Gets Heated
If someone calls you a snollygoster
And you call them a doxy
Neither of you probably have friends
But you both have plenty of moxie!
Filed under Poems
The Rhyme’s The Thing
You may assume that you are right
If this verbage seems erudite,
But past the splendorous facade
The verisimilitude is not so odd.
Betwixt this linguist’s obfuscation
Surmise his true preoccupation;
To force the same phonemic core
Between line past and line before.
The Daily Travesty 