At the request of a friend I am posting the following humorous verse.
At the Club
“The act of esteeming worthless; pointless” – floccinaucinihilipilification:
I’ve a constant pinging tintinnabulation
that I can’t escape no matter my gyrations.
So I sit and ask Doc Smith’s interpretation,
and he tells me it’s just due to loud vibrations
and a cure is pointless in his estimation.
It’s the gin he’d drunk that in my estimation
caused his analysis of my problem to devolve into mere floccinaucinihilipilification.
To identify the causative vibrations
of my now quite painful tintinnabulation
will require a dowser’s skilled interpretation
of a hazel wand’s erratic quick gyrations.
And I’ll prob’ly have to go through some gyrations
to allow me to obtain an estimation
of the price to stop the noise zithromax pills. Interpretation?
Why it’s simply that quite a lot of exclamatory and self-exculpating floccinaucinihilipilification
will result when I explain my tintinnabulation
and request the end of those blameworthy vibrations.
I sure hope the ceasing of those foul vibrations
will allow me to be rid of these gyrations
and will end this dreadful tintinnabulation.
Otherwise, my search, by any estimation,
will be bound to endure a considerable amount of floccinaucinihilipilification.
If the singer’s very flawed interpretation
(And I’ve very loosely used “interpretation”
for the rather less than musical vibrations;
though I don’t mean to be engaging myself in any floccinaucinihilipilification.)
and the dancer’s un-interpretive gyrations
could be stopped, then, in my humble estimation,
I could find the cause of my tintinnabulation;
but between the effects of my tintinnabulation
and the music and the dance, interpretation
has become impossible. No estimation
can succeed. I’ll have to live with the vibrations
and just sip my beer and watch the strange gyrations
of the dancers. And it begins to become obvious that the floccinaucinihilipilification
of the tintinnabulation and the cymbals’ loud vibrations
gives a weird interpretation to the dancers fierce gyrations;
and though no one pays attention, my estimation of the situation is that it can all reasonably be chalked up to a simple matter of a lot of floccinaucinihilipilification.