My, What Colorful Language! Poem by Carolyn Brunelle
My, What Colorful Language!
Your mama must be so proud
Of you saying such things
Most wouldn’t utter in private,
Much less say out loud.
Such gutter language is appalling.
Can’t you come up with something new?
Surely you must have a vocabulary
That includes more than “eff” and “you.”
But then again, maybe not.
Maybe you really don’t give a hoot
But you’re only defining your own low life;
And yourself as a horse’s patoot.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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