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Proes
by Charles E MinshallWhen the teechers taut
Nowns, virbs and adjecktives,
My mind just seamed
To objekt to theese.
When they spoke of
Synonumbs and metafours,
My mind was sumewhere
In the grate outdoors.
Now when I rite or speek
I can only use proes,
But the words I luv you
Are what I need of thos.
03/04/2003 Posted on 03/05/2003
Copyright © 2026 Charles E Minshall
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 03/05/03 at 04:56 AM Man, this one took we waaaaay back to my English teacher in the 8th grade. Thank God for her... kept me engaged and out of the woods... Cool that you poet of rhyme / tells of prose this time / and all the words you need / or any linguist if he takes heed. Clever and evocative, Chaz. |
| Posted by David R Spellman on 03/05/03 at 06:34 PM Well at least you learned and remembered some of the more important ones to use! With that we can all get along. |
| Posted by Kate Demeree on 03/05/03 at 07:46 PM *smiling*.. Oh Charlie! *hug* and I didn't notice one spelling error in the lot *giggle*... Great Read! |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/07/03 at 04:20 AM :o) Carfully baked and well done as always brother Proes. :o) |
| Posted by Lori I Wolfe on 03/07/03 at 04:33 AM Ummm ... me likes it!! =0) |
| Posted by Mary Ellen Smith on 05/22/11 at 04:31 PM Ewe rr sew phunny. |
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