I like to speak and before I spoke
Faucets that will leak have before not loke
Often I write, today I wrote
I don't bite my tongue or bote
I'd strike a key, the key was struck
This poem I like, but never luck.
Why don't you ever comment about these poems? I write them without any inspiration and think them up entirely myself. I'll probably stop doing them soon.
Faucets that will leak have before not loke
Often I write, today I wrote
I don't bite my tongue or bote
I'd strike a key, the key was struck
This poem I like, but never luck.
Why don't you ever comment about these poems? I write them without any inspiration and think them up entirely myself. I'll probably stop doing them soon.
Just checking in after a few days' absence. I love these poems, especially the most recent one! You're really good at unearthing and calling attention to the oddities and inconsistencies of the English language in funny ways; I know I get a lot out of reading these things!
ReplyDeleteThanks you too much! I rather enjoy mangling the bizarrities of english. How nice of you.
DeleteMany songs wroten, and thereafter sanged,
ReplyDeleteEver mis-uked, and un-keyed, and nasaled, and twanged.
But unlike my writtens, your writings are cool,
Are you certain we're both from the same gene pool?
Cool Papa
Yop. Thanks for the your compliments! Hows for your niceness.
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