“Words, words,
words.”
— Hamlet (2.2)
List #7: (c) impromptu, (d) pious
The pious fellow could not stand
Impromptu talks of any sort.
He thought they all should just be banned—
And even tried to go to court
To see if he could get them stopped.
The judge just laughed—told him to walk.
Believing he could not be topped,
The fellow spoke—impromptu talk.
Again the judge just laughed and said—
“You’re contradicting your own plea!”
The fellow scratched, then used his head:
“Uh, oh,” he said, “my bad—on me!”
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