PUZZLED
What’s happened to our language?
It’s full of ruddy R’s.
There was a time when grass was grass
Somehow it’s turned to grarss.
We fill our gardens full of plarnts,
Our cars go farster and farster
And if we cut our fingers
We put on sticking plarster.
We take a barth and not a bath,
A path is now a parth.
This crazy use of ruddy R’s
Don’t half make me larf and larf.
So where have all these R’s come from?
They weren’t there in the parst.
I’d like to know the ruddy arnswer
But I don’t know whom to arsk.
It’s full of ruddy R’s.
There was a time when grass was grass
Somehow it’s turned to grarss.
We fill our gardens full of plarnts,
Our cars go farster and farster
And if we cut our fingers
We put on sticking plarster.
We take a barth and not a bath,
A path is now a parth.
This crazy use of ruddy R’s
Don’t half make me larf and larf.
So where have all these R’s come from?
They weren’t there in the parst.
I’d like to know the ruddy arnswer
But I don’t know whom to arsk.
By
Alfred Weston
© Copyright Reserved 2003
Alfred Weston
© Copyright Reserved 2003
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