Not A Butterfly Poem by Douglas Scotney
Not A Butterfly
You tested arnt
and ant and ornt.
You settled on ont.
You tried The Hornt
and The Hant and the Harnt.
You settled on The Hont.
You were not a bee or a butterfly.
You were meeting you mother's sister
at her favorite restaurant.
'Aunt' looks like 'Haunt'.
So why doesn't an American say 'Ont'
and open up rhyming his mother's sister
with 'her favorite restaurant'?
This haunmting word poem is definitely very brilliantly penned. Hornt was not a bee or butterfly. An interesting sharing is done really...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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3/6/2026 7:01:35 AM # 1.0.0
AT HER NICEST HAUNT NO?