Wordy Rowdy piper
Words are so powerful? They‘ll put you in your place? By word of mouth or printed out. We’ve all been left red faced.
Be it anger or humility? Whichever the case? Reading further into things.
The plot thickens. As the same old storyline finds it’s pace.
Shouts draw attention. And heighten the tension. Whereas whispers peak our interests. I can’t help but think.
What the devil do they mention?
Some get their point across in the fewest words possible. Eat alphabet soup. For them no crosswords impossible.
I imagine I can’t think of something that hasn’t been said. In some language somewhere. Off the top of my head. When I dig down deep? I come up with nothing more than a good spot to play dead. At last a moment of silence. Until that earworm arrives I do dread.