We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes;
But the plural of ox should be oxen not oxes.
Then one fowl is goose, but two are geese;
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a whole lot of mice,
But the plural of house is houses not hice.
If the plural of man is always called men,
Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
The cow in the plural may be cows or kine.
But the plural of vow is vows not vine.
And i speak of a foot, and you shouw me your feet,
But i give a boot- would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldnt the plural of booth be called beeth?
If the singular is this, and the plural is these,
Should the plural of kiss be nicknammed kese?
Then one may be that, and three may be those,
Yet the plural of hat would never be hose.
We speak of a brother, and also say brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
The masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine she, shis and shim!
So our English, i think you will all agree,
Is the trickiest language you ever did see!
(: This is a poem i found while going through my sec school files. Its a poem we received to practice ennouncing expression whilst reading, during english class.
I thought i had a very good sense of humour, so i decided to type it out and post it here for all to read and perhaps, humour yourself a little indeed. (:
And i found a card from teddy to me on my 14th birthday. (: Hahahah
And on the card it wrote this:
But the plural of ox should be oxen not oxes.
Then one fowl is goose, but two are geese;
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a whole lot of mice,
But the plural of house is houses not hice.
If the plural of man is always called men,
Why shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
The cow in the plural may be cows or kine.
But the plural of vow is vows not vine.
And i speak of a foot, and you shouw me your feet,
But i give a boot- would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldnt the plural of booth be called beeth?
If the singular is this, and the plural is these,
Should the plural of kiss be nicknammed kese?
Then one may be that, and three may be those,
Yet the plural of hat would never be hose.
We speak of a brother, and also say brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
The masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine she, shis and shim!
So our English, i think you will all agree,
Is the trickiest language you ever did see!
(: This is a poem i found while going through my sec school files. Its a poem we received to practice ennouncing expression whilst reading, during english class.
I thought i had a very good sense of humour, so i decided to type it out and post it here for all to read and perhaps, humour yourself a little indeed. (:
And i found a card from teddy to me on my 14th birthday. (: Hahahah
And on the card it wrote this:
Your birthday is a reminder
That God put you here for a purpose.
Hope you know how much
Your presense
Enriches the lives of others.
Happy Birthday
The peom was so meaningful i felt that i needed to share it with my blog and my readers of course. (: Your birthday is a reminder that you have a destiny in the Kingdom of God! How amazing is that! :D
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