A Book of...(blah-blah)...Commonplaces (Unpub)

Ancients had an adage,
the gist of which ran thus:
“Who scorns the Emp’ror’s dishabille…(blah-
blah-blah)…’neath the bus.”

 
Have Balinese banalities…?
They do. One goes like this:
“Who fails to see the forest…(something,
something)…trees he’ll miss.”
 
One stale cliché (I’m sad to say
convey’d by Che Guevara)
says, “Don’t put off, remove or doff……
(lad-dee-dah)…’til tomarra’!”
 
Herr Drumpf (“Dictatohead,” i.e.)
ordained this ludicrous decree:
“I hereby order…(dah, lah-dee)...
to me, of me, by me, for me!”
 
Ev’ry evangelical
employs an ecphonesis
beginning, “Born again…(blah-blah)…”
and ending, “…(blah-blah)…Je-e-e-e-sus!”
 
The halves of formulae are pair’d,
for instance, “E…(blah-blah-blah)…squar’d.”
They’re unlike this gregueria:
“You…(blah-blah)…scrophularia!”
 
Sad sacks who back the hackney’d phrase
are chary to attack clichés,
preferring the semantic haze
of “…(yadda-yadda)…shades of greys.”
 
To eskimos in Saskatoon,
to stop ‘em do’n’ the stuff they’re do’n,’
this brief injunction comes by mail:
“…(blah-blah-blah, something)…land in jail.”
 
Some tell jokes well, some tell ‘em ill,
while some don’t even know the drill.
Here’s one: “A priest, a rabbi…(har-
de-har-de-har)…into a bar…”
 
This kindergarten katchphrase I
employ’d so kids would think me wry:
“He who smelt…(blah-blah-blah)…dealt it.”
(Just ignore how I’ve misspelt it.)

     Commonplaces awaiting doggerel development:

Line
Maxim, motto, mantra
Nonce word
Obiter dictum
Pensee, platitude proverb, precept
Quip
Raconteur
Saying, saw, slogan
Tag, truism
Upshot
Versicle
Witticism
(a)xiom
Yarn
Zinger