Introduction

This is it! Let the revolution begin. Down with too much 'Politically Correctness'. I wrote this poem as a parody on PC in answer to someone taking me to task for using a term of endearment all very, very innocent and funny I hope.

Politically Incorrect

Can't say sheila, dame or bird.
Baldy, shorty, fatty, lanky.
Froggy, Eytie, Pommy, Yankee
Jeez I'm getting' bloody cranky.

Honey, darlin' they're not on sir
Gotta say it circumspectly
Sweetheart, sexy. Hell, I'm a gone sir
Not said politically correctly.

To win the heart of a sweet lady
And stay politically correct
Can't be sleezy, oily, shady
Cannot have me romance wrecked

I shall do it so politely
I'll learn meself another lingo.
Buona mattina voi tessoro
Comment disparait amoureux

There ya go that sounds better
Real polite, romantic too
Now go over to your web translator
Translation, folks is up to you

Copyright; Henderson Q. Goldfischer
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