The case of bad-speller-ities gone south

I sats there in my chair, wits fangers in my hair

Saying way ay can’t I spell that word todya?

I know the word, I know the sound but when it comes I can’t write it down…

The lettres go wonkey backwrads loopy do

I can’t seem to put two and to with ym sentance

So ye may read my words from me to you it not happing now

Is a berry vad kase of  bad-speller-ities gone south

For I now my wok but tat all it about

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