When I was just a little girl -
I think it was in grade three,
Our teacher had us stand in line.
For the

The spelling of an English word can vary, much depending,Upon the writer's education, and their point

Eye never make a spilling arrow,

Every weird I right is write.

Win I knead too pin my thoughts,

Not

"I" before "E" except after "C"

is the rule in spelling.

Laying and lying and led and lead

around until

Bad spellers of the world untie

Who cares if we should do or dye

If you can tell what I meant to say

SpellingMy childrenIs a mustArtWith constantReading andWritingIs aHabit of survivalIn the jungleLaws

This seems to be spelling

Something not quite right

The sounds come so awkwardly

A grave Word

These

Monster on My Desk

There's a monster that's lurking on top of my deskThis thing, I'm a tellin' ya, is

Spelling is quite easy

if first, you learn to read

phonics is the key,

to sounding out a word

Books

There it is, no they're it is, or is that it their?

Where is it? Wear is it? I just don't know were or

It seems so hard to do

Nothing is spelled

Like it is suppose to

I try to

I try so hard

But I never

Spelling was no friend of mine, I never got an A
Maybe it's an Omen, of what my life will B
Teachers know

Thank goodness for the spell checker,
I've never been a decent speller
getting the 'I's and 'E's round