A poet who, when using its
slips up and writes it as an it's
I think, subconsciously, to me
likes placing an apostrophe
where none belongs and vice versa
if this is you please use your cursor
eliminate this bastard speck
from near the t's upperclass neck.
And on those few and rare occasions
just ask an Alien or an Asian
if one belongs into the gap
then use one from the ones one tap.
It's often just its little bits
that put a poem on its Fritz.
So let me close by showing its
great relevance within its wits.
Its colour may be purple blue
it's what its rule shows, it's for you.
Its sheer importance? It's your tongue
it's clear, its failures need be hung.
Herbert Nehrlich
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sprechen-sie-englisch/
