BLEEPED OFF
Constantly on the beware
For any word known as a swear
They don't want us tainted
With words too un-sainted
And insist we stay prudishly square
Fearful of being infected
We're controlled and over protected
Their weapon, the bleep
Is a slow censor-creep
Which shields us from words, not respected
They try so hard to avert
Words they deem to be dirt
But, the powers that be
Can't seem to see
Policing of words, is what hurts
The persistence of insulting bleeps
From minds that philosophically sleep
Spawn backward mentality
And puritanical morality
They righteously guard to safe-keep
You bleeping censoring prudes
Your values are terribly skewed
You're preaching's opaque
Freedom of choice is at stake
All four-letter words are not L E W D