Argute is a new word to me

Argute is a new word to me

The meaning’s as clear as can be.

That’s what I thought

But I forget my brain’s caught

In a tangle with my account book’s mystery.

It looks   similar to  argue, to me.

It just has  that one extra t.

Words are a jumble,

And my mind is humbled.

Argute is as clear as the sea.

Transmuted,arguted,diluted.

Our language is not quite pellucid.

But it has its own richness,

And is useful to witches

Who speech is ,of need, convoluted.

Oh what joy  I find playing with words;

Or writing  my poems absurd.

It is free to  us all

To gambol and call.

Chirrupino.chirrup I know,I’m a bird/ lemon curd/I cared/I dared/ be you  heard.