The Butcher Of Word Ville Poem by James Darwin Smith II

High expectations
Flying so dyslexic
Lowering the modesty
Heightening the ego
Headed for shallow grounds
Six feet over
Upwardly down


Such backwards capabilities
Walking proudly with hidden head
So proudly feeling shame
Tamed by untamed allegiance
Of a group of one and all just one


Contradictions all around
The grammar police screaming out loud
Punctual with perfection
So neat and proper
Famously retentive


I am their
There all standing around
Laughing as I turn adjectives to nouns
Verbs into consonants
They will now buy a bowel


Dyslexic with contradictions full of corrections mistaken
Will they figure that I was messing with them?
Or will they still correct these words adrift?
To their sanity, I send my condolences
Farewell and good luck


Eat water
Drink steak


Get asleep, Go Awake!
Just relax for badness sake!