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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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