A weedy florilegium

It’s the Conceivable Thinkable Intangible Dreamable
Knowable Perceivable God

It can answer one’s prayer, or succumb to a dare
Or exist without a thought or a care,
Or act in a fit, like an intractable git
Or compose a world from a[n empty] barbecue pit

Unlike a squared-circle or Q and ~Q

It’s the Conceivable Thinkable Intangible Dreamable
Knowable Unseeable God

And It answers to a host of names,
how appellable, expressible, note-able, tell-able,
shareable, and often nominal

Which goes for Its alter ids,
Who have done the same things it did
Ethereal, purposeful, radiant and right
Pure and good for those saintlike

Hell — they’re all loveable,
Laudable, almost improbable,
Supposedly possible,
(Un-)doubtedly plausible
Nearly intelligible,
Eternally pleasurable,
Never-quite-billable,
Always forgivable,
Infallible,
Enrageable,
Invariably unpageable
Conceivable, believable gods