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Foot In Mouth Disease
My foot in mouth disease has healed.
Now when I speak...
I make sure my feet are ready to flee.
Standing alone,
And implanted in my own beliefs...
Has taught me a lot about diction!
I mumble what I say to quickly walk away.
Leaving anyone to wonder,
Whether or not I had offended.
And those greetings I receive,
The next time I meet with anyone...
Are more acceptable and less intriguing.
I've learned that one's speech understood,
And flawless with punctuated emphasis...
Can condemn an intelligence perceived.
poem
by
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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