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Poem/Mid-Knight Falls
My Ode to Miss Muffet
An imperfect piece of writing, and the value of spell-check
Warning!
I know there are many great writers here at Medium who put a lot of time and effort into perfecting their art. To those people, I wish to apologise now and recommend that you do not proceed to read any further. This poem is simply a parody and not intended to offend, so if you are easily offended by bad spelling, grammar, and poor writing in general, please STOP! Read no more.. move on to another article/poem NOW!
If however, you are not easily offended, can laugh at yourself and think there is a place (somewhere) for other writers both good and bad ... then be my guest and please continue to read this poem, “My Ode to Miss Muffet.”
I did put this poem through spell-check (not Grammarly) and found no errors ... so … enough said.
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My Ode to Miss Muffet
Little Miss Muffet
She sat on a tuffet
Eating of Kurds and way
Along came a Spyder
Hew sat down beside her
And frightened Miss Muffet a whey.
