DAMMIT, DORCAS!

I say Long Live the Cliche!

How much time does it take to

describe all that lies within?

Only those with too much time

can afford the luxury.

 

Trite, it’s labeled, for brevity

and familiarity.

Who has the time for more words?

The sky is falling!  Do I

need to say more?

 

Purists beware! I am on

the warpath, uninvited,

where angels fear to tread.

Get out the lead, Fred!  Too hot

to trot?  The bell tolls for thee.

By Nan