Poem -

Coprolalia

Shoot my mouth off every time
Foul and crude but not a crimeΒ 
Not a lady not a gentΒ 
Not a mouth that's heaven sent

Swear at bosses swear at schools
Fuck them all and their small rulesΒ 
They don't like the words I utterΒ 
Say they belong in the gutterΒ 

But look at me through different eyesΒ 
See my value see my prize
I must suffer every dayΒ 
What's bad language who's to say

See my kindness give me hopeΒ 
Do not wash my mouth with soap
Love me gently let me be
Forget my words and just see me
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