Grammar Ain't Your Daddy's Mommy
Grammar Ain't Your Daddy's Mommy
I've written words both big and small
While sometimes nerves get brittle
I strained at nouns, and even verbs
Assessed each jot and tittle
When writing’s done I self critique
And scope each application
Some days I feel the roof collapse
I want a quick vacation
There are some words I must insist
Be used with awesome care
Don’t mess around and fumble these
The words there, their, and they’re
So even if you get those right
There is a little more
Those three small words that scramble brains
Are you’re and your and yore.
When people travel to the country of Homonymiam, can we call them Homonymians?
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