Poem -

Old Dick and the Swearmonger’s Daughter

He was so good
with words
but then, always
had plenty
to choose from ..
Since she,
had a mouth like
some old
thesaurus filled
with foul,
long forgotten
cuss words,
blasphemies
and such n such ..
She could
turn the air bluer
than blue,
or so they said ..
But he loved her
like that
and so together
they sat ..
Making up new
rude words ..
For nowt but
their own sense
of fun and of
course, the very
coarse, crack of it ..

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Neville...

You let our secret out?

🙊

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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author
Neville

I know .. I am very norty .. thanks for not going ballistic :) 

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