Well, I Never!
Watch out there’s a gremlin about
And I think he is on my shoulder
As I compose my responses to you
I am sure he’s getting a tad bolder
He’s decided he’s better than I
At choosing the words that appear
I really haven’t meant to post
The grammar and spelling I fear
My education, tho’ a long time ago
Was complete and really quite neat
As I sit and read what I’ve written
I shamefully slip off my seat
Some of you think, I am sure
That ttfn likes a jolly good drink
But when I see what’s on my screen
I feel, once more, I am on the brink
There has to be more in my life
Than apologizing for my <sp>
I’d be mortified if you thought
Oh bless her, she must smell of wee
Just for the record may I say
I believe I was good at my job
But now I am reduced to reading
And replying with a size 18 gob
If ever, any of you I have upset
Believe me when I now write
It wasn’t my fault you see
‘Twas the gremlin - the little sh!te
;o)