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Like

I used to like the word, like,

For it was positive in tone.

Not over blown or flowery,

A ”thumb up, ” while on the phone.

Just a little ambiguous,

Preceding love’s scary line,

Before taking that big step,

"I like you," was just fine.

Or providing a similar situation,

Preposition to a similie,

To clarify a point.

Today, I hear like way too much, 

It grates upon my ears.

A new kind of double speak,

From exchanges with peers.

The only way to stop it,

Is to let it burn itself out,

Like, you know, you know, before,

Of that I have no doubt.

Copyright 2026 © Ronald W. Hull

4/16/26

You can read and print this poem at my website here.