Polite Society Poem by Douglas Scotney
Polite Society
As ‘ærs',
pronounced ‘ears',
is OE for ‘arse',
and ‘ēars' OE for ‘ears',
and ‘wheat' is related to ‘white',
polite society
can call white-arsed birds
‘wheatears'.
Aloha Douglas... g-dae mate! smashing pumpkins this! ‘wheatears'... or in americant engrish... rebublicans! I understand this... nothing like a few loafs of plain white bread, mayo and tomatoes... to set consensus against the pasty fleshed pud-pullers that are the scourge of any societal theater... your wit got me reeling wit da feelin... that works of words such as these ought to be memorialized in gold! Thanks for this feeling this early evening in SoCal... All of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two.
Yes polite society calls white birds, nice thoughts revealed in this poem. Nice job.
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4/23/2024 10:05:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very subtle and so witty.