Don’t use them you say, grumble under your breath
I look at you unsure what not to use even
THOSE words, those damned stupid words, clever stupid words
The ones you pick up from who knows where
They laugh behind your back don’t you care?
Apparently I should because it makes you a laughing stock
Are you kidding me? (Sarcasm dripping like spilled honey)
You make them up, but they’re not normal words
Oh I get it, my fault you don’t know what I meant
Too proud to ask? Only laugh like a hyena
Embarrassed now because I’m not too proud to ask, learn
I like to know, understand, even just a little
Even down to clever, stupid words.
©Ailsa Cawley Poetry 2015