Press Secretary
A euphemism! I? That I do decry!
Why the very word does imply
That I would ignore, omit, pervert…
If only to prevent some hurt.
Well, let me speak out forthright:
Search thoroughly my ways as I might
I truly must express some doubt
That a that is what I am about.
The purveyors of confusion
Suffer from a big delusion:
‘Lest anyone think I am unfair
I will look into it, that I swear.
Of all the words that I may rend
Lest some of you misapprehend:
It is quite uncouth, and not so grand
To replace the truth with something bland.
I am no cosmetic, that I vow.
I simply put a smoother finish
Upon the face of things, somehow
To enhance, but not diminish.
When things are not so peachy keen
My words can keep things bright and clean.
I ply those gears which do not quite mesh
With unguent words that do refresh.
One charge which will not bear any fruit
Is that I do circumlocute.
My words such a charge does refute:
I tell it straight sans substitute.
For those who think I do mislead
‘Tis clear my words they do misread.
When what I say is scarce obscure
Why is their translation so impure?
Some suggest, my words to defeat
Are oft effete and incomplete.
Should I really have contrition
For occasional omission?
I think I will withhold comment.
Controversy I will not foment!
Believe me, I will not attempt
To discuss things beneath contempt.
Copyright © David Drowley | Year Posted 2020
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