A Wordy Worthy Pet Poem by Stanley Cooper

How sad it say that there is one That lurks within the shelves That others often overlook when Searching for alternatives. You see the often maligned Is there for all to study It's the book of synonymes That are said to be of like kind. But as your Thesaurus rex Tries to make do with what he finds It is so often that the thesaurus Is not able to ease the mind. Like the dictionary When sought to solve A mystery or a puzzle It is so inadequate When the mind is in a muddle. Alas, even the synonymes That are considered substitutes For one another in a play of words Are found to have a personality That reveals that they are each As different as can be. So perhaps as in the case of your T rex It is best to go along And just use the dictionary And the thesaurus for mostly, You can't go wrong. But my pet is the book of synonyms Preferably by Crabb written years ago Who pointed out that synonyms are As different as can be and When used properly they belong. Perhaps in breeding The best can be revealed But I question If in this modern world That words have that much effect For most are just as likely to say 'what the heck' And use what ever comes to mind Rather than seek a proper word to find. s