What is it about curses?
That we find so abhorrent to the point of dread, when heard out loud we turn our head.
They’re just words that we can formulate into our verses.
I’m tired of the front,
that disapproves of the word, well, you get my meaning, if indeed I was to rhyme.
Though while amusing, I’ll not spend hours abusing, words into a curse.
Yet I too am afflicted, because I’m so contradicted by appropriate use in verse.
You may mock me for taking such a liberal stance, by not wanting to cause consternation amongst the literate,
but I just can’t bring myself, in full prose, to rhyme a word as a stunt.