"LANGUAGE, LANGUAGE!!" ...

"LANGUAGE, LANGUAGE!!...."

I love, and studied, English -

Well, it IS my mother-tongue.

And French which, in Provence,

Is music, almost “sung”.

I taught myself German,

When we’d been to Heidenheim,

Because the people were so lovely,

And we’d had a super time.

Loved Greece and its islands,

Holidaying many a week,

So I taught myself to understand,

And speak, a little Greek.

I could get by, and understand,

Some Italian and Spanish.

But now, ME desires that……

All of that vanish!!

ME’s made my language-brain

Dusty…. musty…. rusty….
It's trying to destroy it completely!

But I must fight,

Not take fright,

Seek the light,

Soar like a kite,

And refuse to be destroyed

By the benighted ME blight!

Ffion