Expanding A Thought

I like the makeshift

Of expanding a thought.

Unlike a rubber band,

It does not snap back.

It is only for amusement,

Of a mind never idle,

To see the folly involved

In stretching a point.

Moot as it may be,

A thought must be formed.

Less the readers mind drifts,

And your thought is lost.

I find it amusing and vain,

To think thoughts are worth the ink.

But less I bore you to dismay,

I shall leave it for you to think.