Spittle Flecked

I've come to hate hyperbole!
It's worse than cancer, spreads
More quickly, flows from politicians'
Lips, like acid, into rustic ears!
Each product on the TV's great!
Each nostrum, patented and pricey,
Cures all ills! Talk to your doctor!
Given how much you have saved,
Have gained, have understood,
At last, though I detest it, I suspect
You'll praise hyperbole!



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-07-22 at 00:53

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