Goodness is a relative term.

Gracious me...

Oh my goodness gracious

Or so the old people say...

Every single time they stub their toe.

America is blessed.

Some type of futile attempt at self-censorship I suppose.

Le'ts look into what they are actually saying?

Oh my goodness gracious.

                                  Kind of conceited if you ask me.

I'm too good to use God's name in vain.

Yeah right.

God Bless America.

Don't say God d****t, don't say God d****t.

God d****t.

Hah, rebellion.

While I was writing this poem an owl thought it would grace my morning with a who.

I'm very appreciative Mr. Owl.

Now get the f**k out of my window.

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LOL is Dr Seuss behind you? ha this has the crazy whimsical rambles of him about it haha - a couple of twisted rhymes and it could be him! I love the tone - the voice in it - sarcastic - oops you said god, but should you? umm ha then the owl! crazily good!