The F Bomb

Why do we love the F bomb, and others find it absurd,
After all what it is basically, is just another word,
But before we all start fighting, before it hits the fan,
I'll do the best within myself, to explain it if I can.

You're in a car and you want to turn and you've just ran out of all your luck,
Halfway across your turning, you see an incoming truck,
And just before this thing hits you, and turns you into mosh,
There's definitely a word that I would use, and it isn't "Oh golly gosh!"

But having said that, if you drop the bomb in front of your child,
And after they repeat it ten times, it's only funny for a while,
But when it get's to five o clock, you start pleading with your life,
Because before too long. the door will open, and in will come your wife!

Sometimes the word is good alone, but with others it can be said,
Like wit and tard and face and knuckle, and even with the word head,
When you're frustrated go into street, and you'll feel better with a shout,
Take a deep breath and feel the power and let that F bomb out. 

I've gotten away from using the word, and I am feeling relieved, feel good,
I bet you thought I'd say it, I bet you thought I would,
Those who do not say it, I wish you well, I wish you all the luck,
What rhymes with that, I'm not quite sure, I think I'll come unstuck.