Josie Whitehead’s Poems

                 

                 

                 

                CAN’T SPELL, WON’T SPELL

                 

                by Josie Whitehead

                 

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                Said Can’t be Bothered to Couldn’t Care Less –

                What does it matter if my poem’s a mess?

                   As long as my readers show it acclaim

                   Why on this earth should I feel any shame?

                 

                What?  I use a spellcheck?  Use one yourself –

                Look! My dictionary’s unused upon my shelf.

                   A new sentence starts with a capital letter?

                   Try using none, you’ll find that’s better.

                 

                What’s an apostrophe?  Some kind of drug?

                A cocktail, new dance or a little black bug?

                   It’s called punctuation?  You must think I’m mad?

                   Well I’m sure that it’s surely a new fangled fad.

                 

                Full stops finish sentences?  Well, whatever next?

                The way that I do it is clearly the best.

                   Literacy classes?  You’re well behind times.

                   No, i’ll continu to rite wot i lyk in me rimes.

                 

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