It's just a style
I 'm trying to cultivate
Called the oracular vernacular
It's hard to say
Much more than that
Except I resent the reference to Oz
Because I stand behind no curtain
At least I'm not aware of
Being draped in one
And who among us
Doesn't have as many
Brothers of his own
Everywhere you look
Another comes along
And so long as that
Continues to be the case
I'll decline to disambiguate
The meaning of each and every word
I choose to include in one of my poems
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