Thursday, 10 July 2014

Mind Your Language (Spill Chocked)

Those wridden werds of eversay
Doubtlass with commitment
That quenchions hard my status Kwo
My good since and conventment

Nowadaze when wridding stuff
There is a-nutter pen at wirk
That interferes and chances things
Despoils and iterates my werk

Dropping thinks like ‘Peas and queues
To make my massage seem demented
Changing tents not making sense
Serving sentences segwented

I suppose I should be grapefruit
For this Lexicon intrudar
In contributing to new found kills
As a competent ‘Preef Roodar'

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