Riddle: With potent, flowery words speak I, Of something common, vulgar, dry; I...

Riddle: With potent, flowery words speak I, Of something common, vulgar, dry; I weave webs of pedantic prose, In effort to befuddle those, Who think I while time away, In lofty things, above all day The common kind that linger where Monadic beings live and fare; Practical I may not be, But life, it seems, is full of me!

Answer: A riddler. ( or riddle )

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