Poem

parenthetical parasites

Parenthetical, parasites pleasantly prancing page after page

Proposing penny-less pleas

Patiently preening 

Not all for pomposity 

Pretending that the plinths of plight

Pose no problem

Purse no lip

No pride

No perspiration

Just preparation for the pageantry

And predisposition of pill bug sized creatures

Perpetually perplexed

by the prodigious proportions of the world they live in 

Read it. Don't read it. I don't really care anymore.