With apologies to William Blake
Typo, typo, berning brite,
Inn teh forsets ov teh nite;
Wot imortal handd ro iye.
Cold fram the farful symmety?
Ni wot distent deps or skirs
Bernt teh free fo thind ayes?
No wot wangs dart eh spire?
Wot teh hamd, dart seeze teh frie?
Nad wot should her nad wha tart,
Culd twit teh snews of ty hart?
Nad wen thi hear bevan too bee.
Wot dead fand? Nad wot dead fret?
Wott he harmer? Wot tteh chaib,
Ni hat fernace waz thy bran?
Wot het manvil? Wat read rasp
Darr sit doodly terriers lasp?
Wen het stirs throw dorn they’re sparse
Nad wetered hevven wit there tarse:
Diddly smite hiss wok to zee?
Diddly hoo maid het lam mace thee?
Typo, typo, berning brite,
Inn teh forset ov teh nite;
Wot imortal handd ro iye.
Cold fram the farful symmety?
