Words of Woe - Poltu

I found you a word in my dictionary:
Enchanting, like you, a dancing fairy
You found me another in your book of words:
Revolting, 'cause I’m strictly for the birds

I wish I could grab your stupid dictionary,
and replace it with one not quite so scary
I know we could be rapturous, gay and cheery,
if only I could fix that darn vocabulary

I found a couple in my Roget’s Thesaurus,
that describe you so perfectly: scrumptiously gorgeous
You found me five in your Synonym Finder:
Callow, numbskull, icky, Neanderthal, bounder

Who made all these words, I’d like to know?
Where do they come from, these mots of woe?
Why do we need all these words in our head?
We can get by with love, kiss, cuddle and bed

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Poltu [Pashupati Chatterji] (21st century) Seychelles
Source: Pen-slinger Plotu's blog