Braised Language

350 and an inside kitchen.
Pickle, ball, fads.

Are words 
Curds, ready to fry
In Wisconsinisms?

Grammar begets
Behests.

Punctuation ends
Assumptions.

When there is an ellipsis,
There may as well be
No period.

Third in line?
That's the end.

Declaratives,
I see you hesitate,
GPT.

Your wisdom is the sort
We always mistook
For sagacity.

Prophecy
And imbecility
Are fine
And aligned.

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