Pulchritude

Would it be rude

Or misconstrued

To make a case that ‘pulchritude’

Has been imbued

With meaning you’d

Not expect it to exude

It sounds so lewd

So crass and crude

You might expect it to allude

To nasty food

That’s being chewed

At least that’s what I might conclude

Perhaps a mood

Depressed, subdued,

Where sordid thoughts always intrude

You mope and brood

Your attitude

Makes you a most unhappy dude

Yet ‘pulchritude’

If truth’s pursued

Means beauty bold and ballyhooed

Like hair, shampooed

Or dawn renewed

Extremely pleasing when it’s viewed