Uneffusive Circumspect Wallflowers

I thought this poem was really fun and light. I didn’t have to beat this poem with a pipe to understand it. This poem was about words and how often we use them. I know this is really random but when I was little I always personified my stuffed animals and wanted to make room for all of them. That why I never had too many because I would become so conflicted with having to sleep and play with all of them equally and didn’t want to exclude anyone. I know I only use big words when I’m trying to impress someone. On a deeper level I did realize that as a human I do want to get picked to. Everyone wants to get picked sometime, and feel loved. There is no rhyme scheme to this poem. The poem is also is full of commas and questions.