I’ve used so many words so wrong,
I finally up and said, “So long!
To writing prose, and making sense.”
Agreeing neither verb nor tense
I throw down any word I see,
And call the whole thing poetry.
Now, more than one’s upbraided me
For arcane terminology;
These words that seem a bit obscure –
Tabescent, or with scant allure.
Perhaps, the whole thing is a ruse:
That’s my excuse.
(In poetry, any words used incorrectly, even when accidental, are deliberate. – Owen)