There is no concise way of saying
Something that needs not be said
And it is for that very reason
The wise will take on a silent vow
Babylon shan't conquer us
God forbid we even attempt
Jumping from end to end
The minute you begin and yet
You get caught up in a web
Tangled in a maelstrom of redundancy
A long, drawn-out pause
Slight, stifled sigh of a black housecat
By the twilight streaks of her
Tangled hair, acting as a widow's nest
Spiderweb and crippling fishing net
For all the things said, and to remain
Insane... Wait... What?
Yeah that pretty much sums it up