Everybody, Sure thing
He was persuasive and oily, but also unctuous and in his manners he was usually inept and spoke dryly.
In a spurious, specious solecism he boated, boast, board, boars, bloat anathema.
Why read into rancor when it’s regnant, he could have inquired and responded and the poltroon offered a puerile presentiment intended to propitiate; penury pejorative produce parvenus, peeking past penury.
They weigh anchor and inveigh their foul tidings.
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They are starting to agree that science is heuristic, only, and that hubris isn’t grounds for the dismissal of, but maybe more an invitation to higher an epigone.
He claims that all things in concatenation are the cynosure, and the dilettantes with cant present a canard.
They are copacetic, but ask if this anodyne is not an avuncular atavistic.
With the alacrity of an apostate he answers with an aphorism, this poem, ending with uttering bathos.
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