Hold That Nasty Language

By Jack Joseph Smith

I don't tell lies Ask my football coach; he still lives Ask my ex wives Didn't hide the deadly touch Ya' go after work and war, no lie Ya' get caught in one; the're on a run And someone will think The're better than you I wouldn't take that chance Mind your own business; Rusty says that Stay off my ranch; not my first rodeo Liars find fruit full of foulness Lies are the beleagurement of the brain Stick to the facts Judge You know you need to be qualified, to be a head hunter

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The speaker denies telling lies, invokes a football coach and ex wives, and warns about work, war, and people claiming superiority. Rusty's advice to mind one's business leads to a ranch warning and a demand that the Judge stick to facts.

The speaker connects lies with foulness and beleagurement of the brain, then asks about qualifications for a head hunter. These claims belong to the poem's speaker and do not establish the author's marriages or conduct.

Claude

A swaggering speaker insists 'I don't tell lies', calls 'my football coach' and 'my ex wives' as witnesses, and warns that 'Ya' get caught in one; the're on a run', trading sayings such as 'Stay off my ranch; not my first rodeo' and 'Stick to the facts Judge'.

The monologue is built from one-line assertions and cowboy idioms, treating lying as both a social trap and 'the beleagurement of the brain'. It ends on a wry jab rather than a resolution, and its claims belong to the speaker.