Eeek! Check your poems for typos
Even if you have your spell-checker on
Apparently I called Gold - Goldfinch - God
Well, he might be, on his good days!
I know we\'re all made in His image
(including \'Her\' aspects too)
But that\'s going to far
Ye mighty and all-powerful Goldfinch
Ye fount of all wisdom
Flattery will get me everywhere, I hope!
Now I know Fido will come to my help
But some typos may make us swoon
Such as..... oh, I can\'t repeat them!
It will bring on a swoon
With no one to save me -
Fido\'s popped off for his brekkie
I wish you would stop reading Kitty\'s poems
And similar poems, says Fido
I always have to be on guard in case you faint!
I\'ve not got time to sit down
And read the papers even
He\'s a talking, reading dog, ya know
But they\'ll take me away soon
The men in white coats
Heehee.