Welcomus to my Patheticus/Joyus Genus.
First there was the Nom,
Non-believing, Non-following, Non-smoking;
Then there was the IQ,
Apologetic, Apolitic, Apocalyptic, Apoplectic;
Till came the Call,
Superficial, Supernal, Supernatural, Superscribal,
Still full of Sin,
Oleoresin, Relativin', Renegadin', Ravin';
Then found Us,
The new Genus, All encompassin',
Australopithecus, Octopus, All dreamin',
All Egocentric, All Electric, All Fantastic,
So I unearthed me,
Genus Spanielus Tibetanus Bitchus,
Nonsensical, Alcoholic,
Superego, Sinnin', Singin',
Elephantically Dansin' in the Dark.
Doing Dumbo, opening my ears
and flying, far away;
Dog gone.
Doggone.
No spelling mistakes in the poem. look it up or Google it,translate some, I do use sounds and phonemes as well. Everything has a meant definition, sometimes the same word or sound has multiple understanding, equally meant in one tongue and another.
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