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Typo's
Their the bane of my llife.
They drive me insain.
They cause me distrress
and provide me with pain.
There aweful and bad.
They make mee go mad –
Typos Typos Typos!
They cant be avoided
whenever I wright.
They hide round thhe corner
to give me a frite.
There evil and mean
and realy obscene –
Typos Typos Typos!
In fact I believ
there are many rite here.
They lerk in this poem;
Well, thats wat I fear.
I hate them a lot –
which ones can you spot?
Typos Typos Typoos!
(published in Who Let the Words Out?)
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