the secret, the corpulent old pater familias
said, scratching his gut, is in keeping your
fidus achates close and your nemeses even closer
how i wish you would speak plainly, i said
you treat words as if you were struck
by some demiurgic fit
pulchritude in language is a gift, he wheezed
you should not treat your conversations as if
your words emerged from a bag of rocks
quarried from some vulgar site
i laughed at this
alack and alas, i said, i only asked for change
for the parking meter
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National Poetry Month
NaPoWriMo Day 24
Mix and Match
AND
the secret keeper
Weekly Writing Prompt #33
(5) Words: | PLAIN | LAUGH | SITE | ROCK | SECRET |
Words and Feathers 
Verbose and amusing! Great words; especially demiurgic. Bravo, Crow.
I read ‘vulgar site’ as ‘vulgar shite’.
I think I like your line better!