You Know Who You Are
Jun 30 2011 Filed in: Jims Poems
You Know Who You Are
The smartest man in the room spoke up
With quotes from a famous book,
His listeners listened as hard as they could
Their ears were expecting audible food.
But sadly their heads just nodded and shook.
For all that they heard was--gobbledygook.
The smartest man was mystified,
As every face bore a troubled look
When he tried to explain whatever he said
The big words sailed over each puzzled head
For every listener mistook
His shining pearls for--gobbledygook.
The smartest man shuddered,
His voice quaked and shook.
For nary a listener understood
A word he said. A terrible mood
The atmosphere took,
As the room resounded with—gobbldygook.
And so the man who was terribly smart
Discovered that conversation was art,
That his wisdom articulate, forceful, and vain
Was not understood, unless he spoke plain.
And so polysyllables he forsook,
And no longer spoke—in gobbledygook.
The smartest man in the room spoke up
With quotes from a famous book,
His listeners listened as hard as they could
Their ears were expecting audible food.
But sadly their heads just nodded and shook.
For all that they heard was--gobbledygook.
The smartest man was mystified,
As every face bore a troubled look
When he tried to explain whatever he said
The big words sailed over each puzzled head
For every listener mistook
His shining pearls for--gobbledygook.
The smartest man shuddered,
His voice quaked and shook.
For nary a listener understood
A word he said. A terrible mood
The atmosphere took,
As the room resounded with—gobbldygook.
And so the man who was terribly smart
Discovered that conversation was art,
That his wisdom articulate, forceful, and vain
Was not understood, unless he spoke plain.
And so polysyllables he forsook,
And no longer spoke—in gobbledygook.