Misunderstand the initial
                        reaction-
            there is no I.

Ay tell you, the mispronounced

            vowel

                                    goes well

            with the wayward

Bus on its last trip: no matter

How you say it, as long as you get their

            attention-

Please, allow me to outtalk the obvious:

An epol is still an apple as long as it's read

            that way:

                        speech not centered on the reaten

Word.

            In Russian that red fruit

May well

            be our tongue's devil

In disguise, yabloka/diablo ka,

            the root of evil

Still-

            truth was, the moment

                        when either epol or fig

Or figment of epol was partaken,

            the tongue sharpened

Into the serpent's form.

                        *

Food for toot: the tongue knows they serve no apple pie in fastfoods.

It canot be tricked, servant to substitution, it knows sayote as (its filling/it's feeling).

The gap   where the teeeth should be.

And then biting the fruit pit:

The bale borrowing lost meaning.

The kwan.

The ano.

                        *

Bale, all my friends' kwan

            begins and ends with bale:

It's more kwan than habit, more

            kwan, you know, bale.

Bale, I can get your kwan whole-

            sale from Kwan, bale.

Bale, but if it's free, it's free:

            hindi bale, size doesn't matter

it's the toot that counts.

                        *

Anong toot? What do You take me for,

Granted? You think I don't know

Anything? Now I know everything.

What do You think of me,

Thinking of You? I can think

Of many things now. Before You toot

Of the moon, I invented the moon

Buggy, the yo-yo. Now you can't look down

On me. I invented the dictionary.

Look me up. I'm somewhere

Between agnostic and idiot.

I'm catholic ("Of broad or liberal scope;

            comprehensive"), Filipino ("The Austronesian

            language, not the people"), Ano?