A new book spine poem, on a linguistic (and mildly sweary) theme, with some notes on its contents below the photograph.
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Swearing Is Good for You
The F-word – spell it out:
Swearing is good for you.
Um . . . holy shit. Says who?
The man who lost his language swearing
*gestures* because internet
(What the F);
The woman who talked to herself
in praise of profanity
(Just my type).
Shady characters,
Role models.
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Posted by Stan Carey 