Bob and the Weave

I’ll talk about nine separate things at the same time;
I call it “the weave.”
“It’s the most brilliant thing,” say some English professors –
or so I believe.
Grammatical rules were just made to be broken;
I pledge no adherence.
So, therefore I’ll babble, make sounds, and spin nonsense –
it’s just incoherence.

When asked how I’d help parents pay for their childcare
I went on a ramble,
And 350-odd words issued forth;
less words in the Preamble
to our Constitution – which previously
I said should be suspended.
But back to my answer: there wasn’t one there
by the time it had ended.

I make fun of Kamala Harris because
of the tone of her laughter.
And yet no one knows what I mean when I’m speaking –
not then, and not after.
The focus should be on my factual errors,
and less the grammatical.
So – just like those English professors I know –
it’s time for my sabbatical.