Gershon Wolf Poet Lyric

A Strange Tongue

English is a strange language, a strange language is she
English is a strange tongue, a strange tongue is she 

If you are tickled pink, did something tickle your fancy?
And if your fancy's been tickled, is it necessarily pink?
English is a strange language, a strange language is she

If you are as proud as punch, are you as pleased as punch?
If you are pleased as punch, are you as proud as punch? 
English is a strange tongue, a strange tongue is she 

Is a stick-in-the-mud actually stuck in the mud?
Does a jolly good fellow always have a jolly good time? 
English is a strange language, a strange language is she 

Is a ratfink any different from a dirty rat?  
Is a wimp always a wuss? A wuss always a wimp?
  ~ And where does that leave a snowflake?

English is a strange tongue, a strange tongue is she 
A complex amalgam of German, Latin, French and others
  ~ A mutt of a tongue that has her druthers

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 10, 2018 at 3:40 PM A one of a kind, a snowflake, melting on my tongue. <3 Gershon Wolf August 10, 2018 at 4:23 PM You have answered the question: And where does that leave the snowflake … Three cheers! ~ gw

Wendy Watson August 10, 2018 at 2:41 PM You really got my zygomaticus major muscles going with this one, Gershon! Very humorous and a new word to add to my vocabulary - 'druthers'- love it! Gershon Wolf August 10, 2018 at 3:01 PM Wendy, your comments are a sheer delight! … You have more than returned the favor with zygomaticus. Whoa! That is certainly a new one for me! ~ Gershon