It's a poetry post. Run away! Run away!

What, you're still here? I warned you.

( No body likes poetry. I wouldn't click here if I were you. )

Another Poetry Post. Thank God I only do this on the weekends.

Since the last one wasn't very fun, I'll post one that is.

This is about my mother and her use of curse words. For a poem about swearing, there aren't very many swear words in this poem. Just one, and it's mild. The rest are alluded to but not said. My mom was funny about swearing, and this is about the one four letter word that she used.

( My mother's clean potty mouth )