You mean the inane moths twice? Sorry, that should be the men in white coats.

You're a silent camera, Brian. Dammit, terminal case.

:cool:Teaching punctuation is – or used to be – the province of the primary & secondary schools.

I was raised by wolves.

You were lucky.

It could have been hippopotami.

Yes, John... I think one would tend to get flattened by hippopotamuses, rather than be raised by them.

So to paraphrase you, Rob Stuart, what you may be saying is
(Sob!) Art... rut! or perhaps Art: sub-rot?

Suspense
 

This tension I feel’s not my belt;
That’s sliding down. In both my hands,
Is crockery; no table near;
Mid-room, quick dread I’ve felt.
Broad daylight; window wide and clean;
I splay my legs to stay the drift
To floor of trousers off my rump;
I fear much may be seen
That I would rather keep in check
(Or corduroy, or plaid, or plain);
If I should stoop to lay cups down,
Garb sooner’d hit the deck.
For just as shoes require laces
To ensure they keep their grip
So now my paunch (ampler than hip)
Sheds trews. I may need braces.

They can't punctuate at lots of 'proper' universities either. The young today... tut, tut!

There is a book called 'Mind the Stop'.I bet you can still buy it. Penguin I think.

You can always use a full stop instead of a semi-colon and you can live good life and never use a colon at all. Nevertheless...

Yes, John, a Pelican by G.V. Carey 1971. He calls the comma ' the most ubiquitous, elusive, and discretionary of all stops'. Glad about the 'discretionary' Get Out Of Jail card.