Teatime Treats
My wife was cooking tea last night
With letters made of pasta
I told the kids "prepare yourself,
Cos this could spell disaster"
My daughter said "it's not that bad,
The worst we'll get's dyspeptic,
You know that Mum can't spell a thing
She's totally dyslexic"
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