Passing over

[Leanne]

"things and stuff" would bother you much more if "trivia is a greasy spoon" was cut. I don't know if the term "greasy spoon" crosses the great dividing waters, but it's a little independent cafe with somewhat less-than-healthy menu options; the kind of once-loved cafe that's being killed off by franchises in much the same way that entertainment is being destroyed by Big Brother, and poetry has been destroyed by Maya Angelou

I'm afraid I couldn't cut any of those things without losing the point of what I'm trying to say. Perhaps the rest of the poem is the red herring.