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Today I Shall Start Tidying Up Outside.
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The weeds in the block paving are a bit awkward. I must tackle them.
I have recieved complaints from some chap in Brisbane that the roots are poking through his cabbage patch.
I have recieved complaints from some chap in Brisbane that the roots are poking through his cabbage patch.
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I take it you already know
Of tough and bough and cough and dough?
Others may stumble, but not you
On hiccough, thorough, slough, and through.
Well done and now you wish, perhaps
To learn of less familiar traps?
Beware of heard, a dreadful word
That looks like beard, and sounds like bird.
And dead: it's said like bed, not bead;
For goodness' sake, don't call it deed!
Watch out for meat and great and threat,
(They rhyme with suite and straight and debt.)
A moth is not a moth in mother
Nor both in bother, broth in brother.
And here is not a match for there,
Nor dear and fear, for bear and pear.
And then there's dose and rose and lose
Just look them up - and goose and choose.
And cork and work and card and ward
And font and front and word and sword
And do and go, then thwart and cart –
Come, come! I've hardly made a start.
A dreadful language? Why man alive!
I’d mastered it when I was five !
And yet to write it, the more I try,
I’ll not learn how ‘til the day I die.
I take it you already know
Of tough and bough and cough and dough?
Others may stumble, but not you
On hiccough, thorough, slough, and through.
Well done and now you wish, perhaps
To learn of less familiar traps?
Beware of heard, a dreadful word
That looks like beard, and sounds like bird.
And dead: it's said like bed, not bead;
For goodness' sake, don't call it deed!
Watch out for meat and great and threat,
(They rhyme with suite and straight and debt.)
A moth is not a moth in mother
Nor both in bother, broth in brother.
And here is not a match for there,
Nor dear and fear, for bear and pear.
And then there's dose and rose and lose
Just look them up - and goose and choose.
And cork and work and card and ward
And font and front and word and sword
And do and go, then thwart and cart –
Come, come! I've hardly made a start.
A dreadful language? Why man alive!
I’d mastered it when I was five !
And yet to write it, the more I try,
I’ll not learn how ‘til the day I die.
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