Signifier of the sophisticate
Yearned by artists, peasants, the like
They who hold it are in great reverence
Adored to all eternity
But in those words and phrases
Which extend to the ends of time
There is no sense of incline
All remains on a plateau
For no matter how complex
No word’s might supersedes the cosmos
The only term which holds that power
Is that which is indescribable
It’s not to say to one’s prose
Should not stand to be more ultra
Violet is the essential ink
Which paints a thousand scenes
Rather if one cannot accrue
The dictionary as a whole
A lowly is not merited
No more a high one to a wordy fool
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