Philological Plentitude

Torpor is a form of turpitude,
In fortuitous fortitude
Blissfully ignorant beatitude
Of laissiez-faire and latitude
For an ass-kickin’ attitude,
Towards pulse-racing pulchritude.

[Basically, I am tellin’ ya that indifference towards beauty is a crime. However, it can have its advantages – like ya bein' completely unaware of what ya might be missin’ – and that could make ya look like one ass-kickin’ cool dude when it comes to women.]

Just goes to show that as long as you can string the right words together, you can still make sense and yet give the impression that you don’t, to legions with lesser lexicological leanings.

Now why do I get the feeling that everyone totally knew that?

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