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Flipping Heck

I knew the pain was likely to provoke
The coining of a racy phrase or two, 
And so it did; your swearing masterstroke 
Was surely “fuck-a-cunt-a-doodle-doo!”
For reasons unexplained you never cursed
When anyone in scrubs came in to check
On how you were dilating; then the worst 
You had to offer up was “flipping heck!”
This prompted me to jokingly convey
A mock apology on your behalf;
“I'm sorry for that potty-mouthed display,”
Or some such thing. The midwife didn’t laugh;
She gave my arm a reassuring pat
And said, “Don’t fret, we hear far worse than that.”

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