Shit! Can’t write, I’m in a funt,
Marginally better, than being a c*nt.
Use asterisk * avoiding public censure,
Is this a sign of early dementia?
Civility kicks in, or so it seems,
Yawning now, was it a dream.
Trigger warnings I still eschew,
Don’t see meself as wizened prude.
Let’s “call out” Sashka our regal cat,
What does that mean, not sure of that?
Ah! back to being cantankerous fart
Somehow thought I’d lost that Art!
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