A Poem…”On Human Speech”

What if the English were without English

Or the French without francais?

And Spaniards without Spanish

Even for a day?

We all must have our say in a tongue

That is fitting

So we can all get around

Whether standing or sitting

It’s a funny thing this ability

To make our needs known with facility

By twirling our tongues and

Moving our lips

And making sounds soft and hard

So it doesn’t matter if we’re busboy or bard

We won’t have to shuck and jive

When the moment has arrived

To commu-

ni-

cate

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