Why do I like to use swear words,
Surely that's just really dumb.
They say that swearing's for the birds,
But I don't know, it just seems fun.
But I think a word's a symbol,
Meaning many things to some.
Yet for me it's only nimble,
Word play for the line to come.
I have to wonder what you folk,
See inside with fine perception.
When I weave a rhyme baroque,
Is it read with misconception.
What crazy image does it spawn,
For me there's only words inside.
Does it raise a beauteous dawn,
Or leave the reader horrified.
I can't imagine what that's like,
I can't imagine much at all.
No imagery within my psych,
No awful pictures to appal.
And so I try to strive for more,
Use words to drag up some emotion.
Swear words, maybe you abhor,
For me they're just a curious notion.
Maybe it's just for the best,
The software here removes them quick.
For could this be my greatest test,
Or will I just act like a d**k.
Surely that's just really dumb.
They say that swearing's for the birds,
But I don't know, it just seems fun.
But I think a word's a symbol,
Meaning many things to some.
Yet for me it's only nimble,
Word play for the line to come.
I have to wonder what you folk,
See inside with fine perception.
When I weave a rhyme baroque,
Is it read with misconception.
What crazy image does it spawn,
For me there's only words inside.
Does it raise a beauteous dawn,
Or leave the reader horrified.
I can't imagine what that's like,
I can't imagine much at all.
No imagery within my psych,
No awful pictures to appal.
And so I try to strive for more,
Use words to drag up some emotion.
Swear words, maybe you abhor,
For me they're just a curious notion.
Maybe it's just for the best,
The software here removes them quick.
For could this be my greatest test,
Or will I just act like a d**k.
