Aqueous solutions that leave me high and dry have me drowning in paradoxes; no one answers silent cries. A bit oxymoronic, as I’m a jumbo wimp; I’d gladly show you the ropes before I castoff from my slip. Seldom do I find tasty others sage advice but when I need a little sweetness be punny can suffice. Homophones are so two, to, too divine; I’m done with silly wordplay, hope you found it anodyne.