There's something about the way the words dance upon the lips
Every sylable feels, unlike all the rest
Maybe it's socialization
Potty mouth, vulgarities-its kinda sweet
Cussing is a beautiful thing
Especially when you're fighting
Something seductive is always key
Lucrative, like a name
Conversational narcissism
Cussing is always the inbetween
Swear words, always coasting across the sheets
Sheets of paper and of linen
And thoughtlike of lovers as they meet
It makes stupid jokes funny
Ugly people quirky
And defines the life situation-therein
Monday, March 5, 2007
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