Robin Amy Bass
SPILL CHICKER
I do it all the time…
I am afraid I will lose the rhyme
or worse…
someone like Woody will tell me
the parade has passed me by already!
Here, here – my fiends
I’m over hear
I’m well red! Oh Deer, Oh Deer
I feel Hungary, I feel Bear
So my fiend… what shall I Where?
Malaprops or misspelled words –
my proof-reading’s for the birds
I can’t type and I can’t spell;
Those who can, can go to hell
Seriously… my ex used to
do the editing I couldn’t do
©Copyright April 6, 2005 by Robin Amy Bass