Striving For Political Correctness

Striving for Political Correctness By Elton Camp It would just be the end If by words we do offend. There’s the devil to be paid If we call a spade a spade. “Vertically challenged” means short. “Horizontally challenged,” a fat sort. “Nondiscretionary fragrance” means we stink. “Living impaired” means your’re dead I think. “Cerebrally challenged” and you are plain dumb. “Hispanic” and it is Mexico that you come from. “Niceness deprived” tells that you are mean. As “oppressor-to-be” a young boy can be seen. “Follicularly challenged” guys really are bald. “Gay” is what males who hump men are called. The “residentially flexible” will live out on the street. “Nontraditional success” and a poor man you meet. “Economically maximized” describes one rich. “Economically marginalized” do live in a ditch. “Visually challenged” is the blind guy you see. “Reality challenged” people are crazy as can be. “Locationally challenged” folks are those lost. “Unjust self-esteem reduction” criticism’s cost. A “maintenance portal” is the name for a manhole. While “sexually dysfunctional” is a perverted soul. The garbage collector is a “sanitation engineer.” “Petroleum transfer specialist” pumps gas I fear. The “termination specialist” other people does kill. “Body entrepreneur” describes a prostitute if you will. “Factually unencumbered” are the ignorant folk. “Alternative answer” means an error was spoke. If lazy, then we aren’t “motivationally disposed.” “Discretionary fragrance” and perfume is nosed. The “chronologically gifted” are just old. “Rustically inclined” is redneck I’m told. “Vertically gifted” people describes those who are tall. “Client of the correctional system” a prisoner we call. “Cerebrally gifted” people are those who are smart. Be “metabolically challenged,” and dead thou art. “Nonwaged” and it is a job you do lack. “Amorally gifted” and a crook you track. “Knowledge conveyor” speaks of the teacher. “Personality repressor” describes the preacher. With a “conceptual conflict” you are not sure. The “under-alert” just some sleep will cure. Now we are expected to play the “correctness” game. Which means we call almost nothing by its true name. In keeping with that, you see, This poem is correct as can be.