Ugh Me!

Ugh Me!


Ugh, you are really not a word

You are just an shoulder shrugging, ugh

No more no less but you have a place

Just not too much punch in your utterance



We really need to hear more from you

Like, what do you think of yourself

Your linguistic roots please

After all where are you really from?



Yeah, I am picking on you, you bet I am

You have escaped scrutiny, forever

Hiding yourself in such subtle utterance

But you are not getting off so easy now



I am pushing your envelope but it's ok

No harm intended, nothing against you

Just a need to know, natural curiosity

Your neutral self, who, in non sexist English



Well, you don't say much, just a syllable

So you think you can escape examination

No, no, no for the light is on you, brightly

We shall know your roots and your fruit



If you are of God then welcome to language

But if you are vile or vain we will purge you

Sounds tough but still you would have to go

No room for you in Christ, if you are so vain



But if you are of God you are welcome

For every ugh must be spoken in love

And account will be given on day

For every ugh spoken in vain!

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