Swear Word Kind of Day (A Poem)
Please forgive me
And pardon my potty mouth.
I got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.
Then things just kept going south.
I normally have a filter
And am careful about what I say.
But, for right now,
You might want to keep sensitive ears away.
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I'm not proud of myself
Or of my profanity.
It's just this language spewing out of my mouth
Is the only way I can keep my sanity.
This is probably just temporary
and this frustration will eventually go away.
Is just a swear word kind of day.
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