Accents Poem by Jon Yttri
Accents
In Boston, they tack like this.
In Atlanta, they tauk like this.
In Dallas, they toke like the-us.
Folks have unique ways of speech.
On the job, street, park, or beach.
Each one has a unique voice.
Though it's seldom by their choice.
But in this modern, high tech age.
Will local accents leave the stage?
Or will local speech survive,
And tomorrow be alive?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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6/6/2024 1:30:08 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A very interesting subject, presented in a beautiful poetic manner