A FOPDOODLE SONNET
Hello y'all,
no more cherry-picking
and double speak,
it just ain't right !
Say,dude,
are you out to lunch?
your dialect
is pure music!
Fair dinkum though,
strine it is not,
nor polite English,
more an Americanism!
Ok, it's pc ,I grant
a royal shibboleth,
douable grammar
and all that jazz!
What? What's that you
say?
Speechcraft is in your dna
!
This is a poem based on
history of one hundred
English words, now part of
our language.A National
newspaper invited
poems to include at least
25.This is my attempt.
Categories:
fopdoodle, history
Form: Sonnet