In the labyrinthine alleys of verbose recitation,
Where words gather in pompous congregation.
A parade of syllables, a carnival of phrases,
In the theater of description, the curtain raises.

A noun, a verb, an adjective dances,
To the tune of a tale, in circumstantial prances.
Adverbs blush in the iridescent glow,
Of the metaphoric moon, in the lexical show.

The echo of each sentence stretches long,
Underneath the verbose sky, a melodious song.
Winding roads of rhetoric, path of prosody,
In the kingdom of long description, roams the deity.

In the forest of phrases, adjectives grow tall,
Similes like streams, through the silence fall.
Metaphors are mountains, with peaks so high,
Touching the ether of the grammatical sky.

On the canvas of context, the details paint,
Pictures of a thousand words, quaint.
The palette of paragraphs, the brush of expression,
In the gallery of language, leaves an impression.

In the sea of semantics, punctuations float,
On the waves of words, they quietly gloat.
Conjunctions, the bridges, between the islands of phrase,
In the ocean of oration, they silently gaze.

The desert of description, so barren and vast,
Where metaphors are mirages, fading fast.
Each grain of sand, a tiny tale untold,
In the dunes of discourse, mysteries unfold.

The valley of verbosity, deep and wide,
Where long-winded rivers of rhetoric reside.
Their banks bedecked with blooming phrases,
In this verbose vista, the poet gazes.

So let us wander in this world of words,
Where tales take flight, like untamed birds.
In the realm of long description, we are but guests,
In the odd, endearing journey of linguistic quests.