So I'm .stu..stu...stuttering
to de.decide how to define my s-style

wondering why I'm so very verbose
when every additional word stands only to be superfluous

instinctively I'm illustratively alliterated
looking for letters laid out in line

to form words self-aware and perfectly personified
spreading my message to ears eagerly attentive

their letters fettered to find inline rhymes
found bound in shackles that tackle each sound

now composed and conducting sentences like symphonies sinfully full of similes
this sense instilled in me like a flavor triple-infused

coming to crash meteors of metaphors
revelation of a second second-coming

previously predicted like the Nostradamus of now
feeling so damn prophetically poetic

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