Spelling
Please don't correct my spelling.
To me it is a pain.
I tell this to my readers.
Their reaction is the same.
Please don't correct my spelling.
I show you my ID.
It's Josehf not Joseph.
I know just who I be.
Please don't correct my spelling.
I've heard an owls call.
It's who to all that listen.
Not whom I say to all.
Please don't correct my spelling.
To this I loudly cry.
For if no one will listen.
I think that I will die.
By
Josehf Lloyd Murchison
The weird thing is that I hadn't noticed your unique spelling until this poem. And I enjoyed your summary as well. Might need to check out your book.
Thanks, my name does have an advantage, you google Josehf and you get pages to me and one other fellow from South America.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice. Enjoyed reading