Difference between revisions of "Poem of Merriment"

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A poem. Of mewliment! By Giliath Hawdaw.

Walking home from the days toil,

thwough the towns twodden soiw.

Come up to the doors and push aside,

youl twoubres lith a smiwe lide.

Call the girls, call the men

gathew them aww so we can then,

show this town that fun can vary,

eat, dlink, and wet's be mewwy.

Grab a mug with a sounding cry,

waise it, waise it to the sky.

Tonight we shall drink our fill,

tonight we shaww be mewwy stiww.

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-A poem. Of merriment! By Giliath Haldar.
+A poem. Of mewliment! By Giliath Hawdaw.
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 ''Walking home from the days toil,
-''through the towns trodden soil.
+''thwough the towns twodden soiw.
 ''Come up to the doors and push aside,
-''your troubles with a smile wide.
+''youl twoubres lith a smiwe lide.
 ''Call the girls, call the men
-''gather them all so we can then,
+''gathew them aww so we can then,
 ''show this town that fun can vary,
-''eat, drink, and let's be merry.
+''eat, dlink, and wet's be mewwy.
 ''Grab a mug with a sounding cry,
-''raise it, raise it to the sky.
+''waise it, waise it to the sky.
 ''Tonight we shall drink our fill,
-''tonight we shall be merry still.''
+''tonight we shaww be mewwy stiww.''
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