I don't wish to hear a bad word
Which might invade my immune brain
'though I recognize all the bad words -
I do not want you to explain!
The problem is, I copy words
If I hear it once, I say it
I know you might find this absurd
When paid per word, yucks won't pay it.
I do not wish to write a word
Which is vulgar, or slang or rude
'though nowadays it's often heard
One's status could be misconstrued
I've other ways to show my mood
Dictionaries give us lots of choice
Vinegar shouldn't drown brain food
Nor shouting show an icy voice
I admit words I deem taboo
Are scattered by the hoi polloi
A word acceptable to you
When used by me won't bring us joy
And so I censor all I write
'though passionate, no need to swear
I'd rather spread good news and light
Visions of angels with gold hair.
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Illustration from wikimedia. Three wise monkeys.
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