On October 21, 2008, I gave my readers a list of TWISTED LINGUISTICS blasfomys and asked them to write poetry with them. I had only one taker, Bilbo, but he did a bang-up job.
People’s spelling’s gone to pot,
I don’t know how to handle this;
When words like “viddles” and “wherf” abound,
It’s nothing short of scandulous!
(And more to the point, ridiculious!)
Not any more can one still have
A pleasant conversatioin;
When words are spelled so cavalierly
All across the natioin.
It’s time to say our catacism –
Pray it long and loud;
That we avoid the cataclysm
Of the foully-spelling crowd.
So take your misspelled words away,
Submit them for proper wharehousing;
And then go back to what you do best:
Linguistically carousing.
About Me
- Serena
- You can call me "Serena" or just SJ. If you call me anything else, I'll hear about it. Believe it. I write every now and then and I ... read. I love a good mystery/thriller. If it has me up late, double-checking the locks on the doors, it's hit the mark. I want... Well, I'll let you know when I know. I ADORE comments, by the way (hint-hint).
3 comments:
Wow, you have a great poetic heart! Keep up the great posts….. Good job!
I thought I'd stop by and see what you have been up to. I'm enjoying reading through here Serena!
-Rick
Thanks, Femin Susan, and thanks for stopping by. I'm glad you enjoyed my motley collection of twisted poetry.:)
Hey, Rick - long time, no see. Thanks for the visit and the comment. My roving band of rogue poets will appreciate it, too.
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