I'm in love with an optional comma,
I discovered while fleeing the nest.
Used, mostly, to separate Mama,
from riff and the raff and the rest.
My zeugma's syleptic and tattered,
three words I just had to look up.
Mom taught me just what she thought mattered
when I was a wordless young pup.
I'll Refrain from explaining the meanings
and use words I don't comprehend
abovers, belowers and tweeners,
it all will make sense in the end.
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