Pardon My French
PARDON MY FRENCH
She swore like a sailor
and what did it mean?
Did he cuss as a pause...
were their cohorts unclean?
Were their vocabularies lacking
in something rich or refined?
Did they swear in frustration,
were their expletives unkind?
Was she to quit swearing
when dad counts to five?
Did he pay at the cuss jar
in a ten dollar crash dive?
Must they think of real words
and substitute when they can?
Should they change their slang
before, the *#!% hits the fan?
It's a hard thing to do in
replacing letters of four.
His teacher says,"try five,"
Her's says,"try a few more!"
Her Mom says more letters
is just what she needs.
And he tries to count five
but, his Urban impedes.
The kids say, four letters
are not that dirty or bad!
Why must they change them
when they like what they've had.
There is power in speech
and it tells all about us.
So use five letter words
and please, do not cuss.
The kids were too literal
in the teaching they heard.
They discovered, in short,
FIVE, is a four letter word.
By Edlynn Nau
© June 28, 2016
Copyright © Edlynn Nau | Year Posted 2016
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