Let’s meet at the crossroad
Where sacrifices are offered in alphabets
Let’s capture whisper
And mooch out a syllable
Let’s sew syllables
In seamless similes
Let’s plough paragraphs
And pry on phrases
Let’s wring wordiness
For a punch of punctuation
Let’s clothe nouns in gerunds
Adorned in adjectives, flowery verse
Perfumed metaphors and chaperoned by prose
And, maybe, just maybe
We would understand the science of semantics