Sans pretension by Henry Normal

We say 'cul de sac'

To make 'dead end' sound sunny.

We say 'nouveau riche'

Instead of working class with money.

We call art 'avant-garde'

When we don't understand it.

Jumble sales sell 'bric-a-brac'

Which must be French for shit.

Let's call a spud a spud,

No more lies or elaborate word contortions.

Chips are chips

Not pomme frites or french fries.

Why say 'haute cuisine' when you mean 'smaller portions'.

No more saying we had a 'tete a tete'

When you mean you've been nagging

Bragging or just chin wagging,

And no more calling it a 'menage a trois'

When you mean three people shagging.

I would like to thank 

Christina Lindsay for introducing me to this wonderful poet.