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Profane Poet

 Oh how it would enable me
 To titillate my vanity
If you should choose to label me
 A Poet of Profanity!
For I've been known with vulgar slang
 To stoke the Sacred Fire,
And even used a word like 'hang',
 Suggesting ire.
Yea, I've been slyly told, although It savours of inanity, In print the ladies often show A failing for profanity.
So to delight the dears I try, And often in the past In fabricating sonnets I Have fulminated: 'Blast!' I know I shock the sober folk Who doubt my lyric sanity, And readers of my rhyme provoke By publishing profanity, But oh a hale and hearty curse Is very dear to me, And so I end this bit of verse With d-- and d-- and d--!

by Robert William Service
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