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Descartes suggested that I live, and am what’s in my mind
The images and expressions there – are all uniquely mine
So how can I share that world, so that you can see
The things that I experience there – seen just by me?
We use our words – to carry others to where
We can unveil our private mysteries
We open up our vistas
Through our vocab-lary
One-hundred-thousand-seventy some
Words are in use – on Oxford’s page
Plus half a hundred-thousand – now extinct
That were once all the rage
But these it seems are inadequate
To share our world – far and wide
So perhaps a quarter million more
From foreign tongues have been supplied
So why is there such confusion
Often about the things we say?
Do we even listen
When others’ thoughts they relay?
Padre