How Can This Be

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Tell me people, how can this be?

Aspiring poets writing, illiterately

Lacking in basic language skills

Boggling my mind and making me ill

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Their choice of words, I can't explain

When I read them, they skew my brain

A word like its they don't seem to know

For its possession it's meant to show

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The contraction you're, fairs not well

While, the possessive form of you they spell

Why it's so, your guess is as good as mine

Ignorance, I suppose, will do just fine

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Many a word they do not command

Is English truly taught across the land?

A footfall the sound of a footstep be

Is this known verily only to me?

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Silence, an absolute lack of sound

Doesn't echo, it can't resound

My 30-day limit, 7211 Helium Rates

Endured by reading scribed mistakes

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So blame me not, for what they lack

Nor the system should anyone attack

Like me, they only need to read and learn

For language is a skill that we all can earn

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