Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious Poem by Dashaun Rashod Snipes

Oh, how grand and glorious I am,

My name alone is quite a jam.

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious,

My surname would be just as ferocious.

But the other words, oh how they tease,

Mocking my size, they do as they please.

But let them try to imitate,

My style they'll never replicate.

No surprise that I am still a word,

Though not in any dictionary heard.

Fictional, yet still so wondrous,

My name is truly just tremendous.

Heavy and strong, I stand tall,

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, I am all.

Suppression of my weight is not needed,

For my presence alone is superseded.

A cloud of mystery surrounds me,

For I am not just any ordinary being.

Shining souls and euphoric space,

I am beyond just a simple race.

Pushing past the realm of supernatural,

I am filled with something quite spiritual.

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious,

I am more than just atrocious.

I am the understanding of conjunction,

A sentence fragment with no interruption.

Prolific in the face of social injustice,

For I am dumb in your supervision.

Oh, how I am truly one of a kind,

A word like me, you'll never find.

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious I may be,

But my worth is beyond what you can see.

I know you are so insecure enough to imbrue my snow white crown, and that's the cross I bear when you succeed.

I don't mind your flaw, just to be skeptical that I am who I'm proclaimed to be, unreliable, the way I can't fit all my clothes.

I'm not anything to you, but everywhere.

Suspension under mind control; all the awful things that are lowly you wilfully want me to be underneath.

I'm not afraid.

I can outgrow you.

It's like superstition; spirituality; supersymmestry.

I'm too big, like my pride and ego I won't fit.

In your vineyard of eternal life, I can't grow off of milk and honey no more.

I need steak and root beer floats, because I am always a growing cubed root from the roots of my enslaved past running wildly, like wildfire that takes a while to put out, but not a moment before claiming one hundred victims within reach.

I'm may be singularly bound, and not plural.

I'm mighty.

I'm wicked games of extortion, but all the smaller verbs want to abuse my power.

I'm stupendous.

I'm gravitational to you, holding onto what you knew was true.

Important I am, A magnetic I Am.

A bionic I Am.

I Am exactly what I say I am, if I am not why is it that you are not around to rectify exactly what they say I am?

I'm atrocious underneath, but I reign what you keep feeding me.

I'm not just a pretty face, because I have six ivory black angel wings and walk high among the clouds.

I'm not just some small foolish boy you can rid the whole world of from knowing, and cast me into the corner for timeouts.

I'm too much for that, and I won't go out quietly into the night.

I'm sustainable in my right now appraised system for me anything greater than a great I Am.

I can; I Am supreme.

I'm supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.



Authorship by Dr. Dashaun Snipes

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