Imagine just how life might be
Without the old apostrophe
That humble punctuator we
Should deem to not be necess’ry
Of course, in all sincerity
We’d go on with what’s custom’ry
Just using them, so flippantly
From ** Chi Minh to gay Paree
A punctuation KGB
Would roam the streets incessantly
And persecute those, foolishly
Who slip one in ’twixt N and T
For every single time that we
Should use that little stroke, you see
Shall cost us, it will not be free
We’ll pay a high apostrofee
As months do pass, eventually
The use of an apostrophe
Becomes rare as a butterflee
Forgotten most entirely
With passing years, we’d eagerly
Write words in their entirety
Remarking, “is it not so twee
That words are not perfunctory?”
Our compromised efficiency
Would bother neither you nor me
And so arrives the time that we
Will make the world apostrofree.
Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 10:23 AM UTC