THE APPRENTICE SUITOR.
My deerest luv, Evanjeleen,
Thow art the sweetest gerl Ive seen!
I thort Id rite this sonnit for you
To tell you that I do addore you.
Yor nose is o so very pritty
Thers no nose like it in the sitty.
Yor tiny litle slenda wayst
Is egzactly to my tayst.
Now that we are boath sicsteen
If Im a King can you be Cween?
Forgiv me if I seem cwite shy.
I now Ill luv you till I die.
See, Ive ritten forteen lines!
Sonnits are just lic valentyns!
The rime, the content and the words are comic - don't you think the way you want to go with spelling would have the whole world laughing, as the French post impressionists were laughed at when their paintings were first shown in London around 1907?
ohh brenda... i had so much fun reading all your poems! "Yor tiny litle slenda wayst Is egzactly to my tayst."... this was so good. can't stop laughing. thanks.
Love is so forgiving.... including spell mistakes. How am I able to understand this poem soooo well :)
It says what it means, I think! How funny it is and quite sweet, as well.
Lols...this was so much fun Brenda, reminds me a suitor who struggled to write his best but ended up like your apprentice suitor! He he he!
I tip my hats off to you Brenda...you always come up with poems of such delight... :-)
Oh, this is absolutely delightful! I'm still experiencing a warm afterglow from reading it. Thank you! (Or should I say, "Thank yew"?)
I love how she holds her hand before her mouth as she reads. Enjoyed it.
This is chhooo bootiful..lyked it..
bravo, one must undo their thinking and spelling to pull this off.
oh brenda - this one is cwite lovely...i enjoyed the read..
I smiled at your unique name when it crossed my eye, and your fun, creative work goes down the gullet well :) thanks for thinking outside the box and posting such fun times :)
monty / bummy
haha this was a delight to read...purti
haha - looks like he's lukt on fonix!
I just love (LOVE) this poem.
It is superb on so many levels: the gentle satire, the vulnerability of young love, the torture of expressing oneself in verse...
I smiled all the way through this. A fantastic idea, you must send text messages to enable you to write like that ;-)
Ingenious, really. You always deliver the goods.
Laughing...oh my dear...doesn't matter how the poor boy penned it, I think she got the message.
Thank you Brenda.
So darn clever!
wow, that was such a wonderful read,
and such an elegant title. Loved it throughout.
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