Quibbles

Brill, a word I can never digest,
No more than over the moon or cool,
Wicked words like gutted I detest,
Send their perpetrators back to school.


11

Convolvulus
A tragic shame,
Such a nice flower,
An ugly name.


III

A surreptitious synthetical,
Is patently neither religious or political,
Not even a concocted mythological;
This, I think, is somewhat illogical.


IV
Old Jack some said was bad
But others considered him mad,
For with his long handled clippers
He cut up ripe kippers,
And addressed them Saddam, Baghdad.