Euphemism
I question not, says he –
I only wonder.
I do no wrong, thinks thee –
I only blunder.
I don’t argue, says she –
I just disagree.
I’m not content, thinks me –
I am just lazy.
I feel no pain, he says –
It is but a hurt.
I am not black, she begs –
It is simply dirt.
I’m not ugly, she flays –
It’s merely a mask.
I’m no beggar, he prays –
All I do is ask.
I’m not choking, he gasps –
I just can’t breathe.
I’m not going, she rasps –
I just need to leave.
I’m not joking, he smirks –
It is but humor.
I don’t gossip, she lurks –
‘Tis but a rumor.
It’s not fashion, she feels –
‘Tis but a trend.
It aint over, he squeals –
‘Tis but the end.
8 Comments:
Jake, brilliant!!! :)
Jakey,
I loved it. Really nice and fun.
the age of semantics and self denial, is it not?
great poem- thank you.
Bravo
-YoGa
wow.
Very nice jake. A bit too many clichés, don’t you think?
yo jaki, This one was realy good nice job!
Beautiful
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