Wordplay,
More than linguistic foreplay:
A mere fumble.
No, no, no...
Much more.
It's serious.
It's the real thing.
Par lay?
All the quick tumbles,
Measured mumbles,
Rhythmic rumbles,
Priceless puns,
Painstakingly assembled ensembles,
Pearls grown in language's shell.
Diamonds hardened in word-fire.
Heart shaking,
Til your body's aching,
Flooding the world with laughter,
Washing it in glee.
Thoughts spinning in sound.
Wave on wave delivering etymelogical ecstasy.
Head-thumping joy at each syntactical stroke.
Poetical symmetry.
Taking on a fervent verbal intensity.

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