Ode to “It”

“It” is such a little word
a useful tool
its possessive
it’s contracted
It’s your cousin
it’s the alpha of itself
the omega of Brexit

It puts the IT in technology
It’s ubiquitous
It’s the rules
and only fools ignore the rules
Otherwise — Tag — You’re it!

It is with us every day
that thing we’ll get around to
the unspeakable “it”
What’s love got to do with it?

We reassure ourselves
it will be all right
yet we know if it can go wrong it will
Don’t do it we warn It can kill
and still we do it

Stick with it
To Hell with it
Ignore it and it’ll go away

But no — it won’t
It’s here to stay
And how would we manage without it?