It’s ok

I Don’t speak to you
The way you-do me.
You’ve the mouth of a sailor
If not worse than he.

I’ve learned to expect it,
But not to accept it.
Your words do not cut as you’d wish.

Your mouth casts the hook.
Your words are the bait,
But I-am too-wise a-fish.

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