FOUL-MOUTHED FRED / by Joseph Castorino


Fred is a linguistic


And his foul words stink

  like black manure;

His expletives are

  nuclear missiles,

More irksome than

  teeth-shattering whistles;

His vile phrases

  detonate in our ears,

And our clean thoughts

  the toxic fallout smears;

Of his weapon he is

  extremely proud,

His soul is poisoned

  in the mushroom cloud.