I stand and cope

With the mild taste of soap

In my mouth from saying 

What I think and saying it

Exactly how I wanted to,

And so I'm not ashamed

For calling things what they are

And naming things

That need to be named.

If there are bad words it's because there are bad things.

And if I never win the prize

For kissing the most, and the right, asses,

I can give classes on standing for

What you believe in, and how to go to bat,

And leave the donkey kissing classes 

To someone who believes in that.

-jenn