SNEAKY TYPOS

 

SNEAKY TYPOS

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