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Some of my favorite poets, ee cummings especially, loved to just toy with the sounds of words, their interplay, nonsense coinages, and brief images that appear, burn bright, and depart. In that vein, I'm going to post one I just wrote that explores in that way, and I encourage anyone else to post going forward. I welcome feedback; if you think you've arrived, you're usually still on the highway.
I love it when words are free to dance and gambol without being asked for more. Share and enjoy!
Assity
Work me Assity, baby
in word, thought, and deed
We'll share and have all we need
and at that Assity banquet we will feed
Talk me, walk me Assity
I love your tenebrous elasticity, your loquacity
your clear opacity
I love it when you talk and stalk me Assity
Put it up in my face fantasically
the way that makes me treat you drastically
I love it all, that's no mendacity
God I love to work that Assity
Lip off to me Sassity
Shake that Assity
And I'll beat it well
In my sagacity
Assity
Work me Assity, baby
in word, thought, and deed
We'll share and have all we need
and at that Assity banquet we will feed
Talk me, walk me Assity
I love your tenebrous elasticity, your loquacity
your clear opacity
I love it when you talk and stalk me Assity
Put it up in my face fantasically
the way that makes me treat you drastically
I love it all, that's no mendacity
God I love to work that Assity
Lip off to me Sassity
Shake that Assity
And I'll beat it well
In my sagacity
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