Delicious

Oh, how delicious is the fallacious when you eat a logical stew,
To render the tender of thoughtful persuasion and drink the harmonious brew.

Ditto.
Dot.
If then, not.
Turbo.
Up.
Big gun shot.

Indeed, it is jolly to hurdle the folly of the next assaulting crew,
Who render the tender of disconnected offenders and lap up the ‘therefores’ one, two.