Typo

I’m an educated idiot,
Who’s learned to hold a pen.
I find a bit of paper,
And I write things now and then.

My punctuations lacking,
And my spellin is absurd.
My handwriting, so dreadful,
I can hardly read a word.

But I’ve found a way to hide this,
And don’t have to bear the shame.
I just type it on my keyboard,
The computer gets the blame.

Now I write lots of poetry,
I do this everyday.
And when people say, “how awful”,
I claim typo’s, right away.

So if you try to read my ramblings,
And it’s ‘doing in your head’.
If you don’t know what your reading,
Have no clue what I said.

Then be thankful that, I typed it,
Or I’m sure that you would find,
You could not even read a word,
Now that would blow your mind!

Ivor G Davies
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Lane Avatar
December 11, 2015 at 6:50 AM
A fun piece Ivor. I can't stand typos. lol A posted a poem a while back called Wayward Fingers, about typos. I enjoyed your write. ~ Lin ~
Davies Avatar
December 15, 2015 at 12:25 PM
Thancs Lyn, I doo strugel at tymes!
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