Within this month my fingers, on keyboard, fail
to work properly, …causing me to sigh and wail.
Excessive spaces are created, I think by one thumb,
which to some readers will make me appear dumb.
By ‘dumb' I mean ‘stupid', NOT ‘unable to speak.
And wrong letters show up, or their order is jostled,
suggesting my fingers may be becoming be-fossiled,
i.e. being changed from meat & bone to ….. STONE!
I hope they don't come to resemble those of a crone! !
Now I'll type for a bit, making no corrections at all.
[ no corrections made by me below ]
To those few (or one) who may st umble upon this,
I thank you for reading and for any comment yoiu may leave, be it good or bad (I mean the comment ) .
? This paragraph is surprisingly with fe w ryping err ors so far. 'Coiul it be my imagination that I've had so much troiuobble typing recently? ?
Ok, I guess not. Some ofher parts of me are also giving me some trouible. Maybe it's because of my lack of eating ice cream 'these days'? I'm SURE th at must be teh problem! ! !
( March 15th,2022)
I hope your strength and coordination will be regained soon when you eat more ice cream. Probably you will get better when this cold weather is over.
Don't worry, Bri. You're just getting old like me; that's all. Sorry. I would have commented on this sooner, but I've been very busy eating ice cream... vanilla bean from Tillamook.
You dream and scheme and sometimes scream for ice cream.
Yes, that's the problem for sure. You need to eat more... ice cream!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very entertaining and humorous poem. Thank you for sharing, Bri.