Anti-Profane - Poem by Timothy Branch
Without being profane, what are you saying? No problem when you split a few or butcher a verb or two. But to hear profanity laced dialogue all the time, works on my yes my nerves. I'm not concerned about what I used to do because I know that you learned the same thing that I learned too. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Oh, so in things that you share with me remove the curses because I refuse to do unto you what you have done unto me. Now choose not to say anything to me now and it will show just how much profanity means more to you than me telling you that I eshew profanity.
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