the truth about my words.exact date unknown
pardon me dear, you weren't taught so well i heard.
excuse me sir, i rightly choose my words.
i shont call my words poems,
for i am frightened of being scorned for the improper grammer
of which i bestow.
oh my!call 9 -1 -1
resuscitate the lower case letters!
breathe in ,1 2 3 4 5!
check for highth then pump now pulse.
sigh
it was just a bad dream.
