“Today was filled with zemblanity,
on which I blame the profanity.”*
It had apparently tested her sanity,
(and not being one for much vanity)
she’d slipped in nouns of bogosity,
and fill this moment with docity.
This I thought was a bit of absurdity,
but in writing I’d grant her some dignity,
after using a term coined with gallantry,
by one Mr. Boyd quite haphazardly,
in this hearty language of duplicity.
(This poem is full of banality,
and has turned into quite the calamity,
so please forgive our insanity.)
*Hat tip to RL for today’s inspiration and unspoken invitation to be silly. ^.~