Sneaky Typos Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

Sneaky typos
Hiding behind the tall trees in my poem
The evergreens in the foothills
I will ferret you out
With the help of my Fairy Godmother
If that is what it takes
I see you at my lake cottage
Hanging around the back screen door
Implouring me to do something about the mesquitoes
You booger
Burgher of the town
Wearing soft slippers on the cobblestones
I will swoop down on you while you are stirring my vegetable
Soap and adding more ingrediaunts
Buster, you are busted
There. Ive cleaned you all out.
or my name isn't nary douglas.
mary angela douglas 1 june 2024