Blowing in the Wind

How many times must a baker be told,

"Don't pipe 'flowers' where flowers belong?"

And how many colors are spelled correctly,
While still managing to be wrong?

How many directions are misunderstood,

Like the first Wreck that received such renown?

And how many ways can you try to explain,

That "nothing"'s still something written down?

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind.

The answer is "italicized" like it's blowing in the wind!

Thanks to Anna B., Alexis, Erica, David H., & Rosej, with the thanks "fuzzy" like a warm hug. (Only not in a creepy way.)