Ban It Ban It All
Speech keeps running around
seeking a fire in a theater,
censorial firemen chase but as yet
cannot erase.
Nobody likes you speech,
you offend and mock,
go off half-cock
take the piss out of pissing.
We want good clean
politically correct humor;
jokes that make you laugh at other's
are just wrong, wrong, wrong.
Our empty hearts cry on the inside
where humor died.
Think of the children -
they must be cocooned
from your reality darts.
Fart jokes banned.
Freedom slain
it's a pain
to hear what we cannot bear.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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