If Ye Can Swallow No Ill Word
If swallow you cannot an ill word
That curdles up to turn sour like curd,
And acrid goes from sour
By every passing hour,
Spell it out all aloud if unheard,
Watch it loose potent power,
Cooled as if under shower,
Till you laugh it all off as absurd!
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Swallowing ill words has upset no stomach, advises ancient wisdom; but it may upset mental health. Beware then every time you open your mouth. If you find swallowing too hard, this limerick (an extended one) shows a better way.
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Tongue-in-cheek | 07.03.15 |
Copyright © Aniruddha Pathak | Year Posted 2019
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