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.
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: July 4th, 2022 01:51
- Comment from author about the poem: That'll teach me to check for typos! lol.
- Category: Humor
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Comments2
The typo, a typical stitch up, stitching through the fabric of articulation.
Thanks CB.
Ye golds, you're gonna cop it Mr. O .. but then I guess we all R .. N 🙂
Thanks N. I've believed in a doG for some years now!
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