I have been an SLP for a couple of decades now, and I was remembering an event from very early on where a colleague’s spontaneous praise for a student made me snort, namely: “Nice /f/ in ‘coffee’.” (I wasn’t there. I was just told about this.)
That prompted a memory of a t-shirt that bore these sentiments (front and back, respectively):
Those ymages triggered a whim, and I put some of those sorts of things together and came up with this song.
It was emotionally flavored by my strong belief that people should be helped to access whatever vocabulary they need in order to express whatever meanings they want, and not have SLPs be hampered by bluenose censorship.
Here are the lyrics.