I don't know how, but coming to think of it,
I never could make so much sense of it,
until today when I realized,
that I and E are the story of my life.
My first memory of getting scolded by mom
was when I got the spelling of 'freinds' wrong.
Used the E before the I instead,
and came back with a class work paper marked red.
I misspelt 'Engineir' too
And I sincerely had no clue,
till a dad looked at his demure son
and said, 'I am an engineer and so you'll be one.'
I then had problem with 'reciept',
and was a subject of financial 'deciet'.
And that is when the king sat down and thought,
Lets take loans max but return not.
This too passed, and what came next,
was I and E's ultimate test.
When you're drunk and in need of an advisor,
can you still spell 'budwieser'?
Well, the fact of the matter is simple enough,
I and E are just weird and tough.
Considering the fact that the word 'weird',
has its own I and E and means absurd.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem