I am a collector of oddities, Of curiosities, Of enmity, And amenities.
I have piles of responsibilities, And untuosities, Serendipities, And mysteries.
Bottled are longevities, And memories, With histories, Attached.
I have eternities, Modernities, To antiquities, And eniquities.
There are verbosities, And atrocities, Leading to hostilities, Of those bellicosities.
And sinuosity, Is part of my repository, With a certain flexuosity, I'm sure you'll navigate masterly.
It is a lexicon, A marathon, In comparison, To the Parthenon.
It is a pile of ambiguity, In perpetuity, It grows, To obscurity.
So please, Visit my collection, Of inflexion, And misdirection, Fit for a rhetorician. I am sure, It will drive you to distraction.