Slam+Poetry

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The poem “The The Impotence of Proofreading” is about how people, more specifically kids, forget to spell check their assignments, which makes them look quite foolish. Taylor is trying to show how funny people can type when they are unaware, and trying to teach people a lesson by showing them how stupid you look if you don’t spell check your work.

I really enjoyed this poem, because although it shows you how silly you look when you don't spell a word right, it also has a funny side to it. It makes me laugh, thinking back to all the times that I have gotten a lower grade just from not spell checking my work. When I first saw this video, I immediately knew that this was the poem that i would do for this assignment, because I, and many others, can relate.

__Some key words and phrases in this poem are the following__

- All of the words that were not spell checked. This helped create the whole image of the poem.

(English clash, being laughed at pubically, Etc.)

- The line”Has this ever happened to you?” is significant in my mind because it helps engage the reader at an early stage.

- The title “The The Impotence of Proofreading” is also extremely important because it shows what the poem is going to be about, and helps to create and show what Taylor is trying to say.

__Taylor Mali - The The Impotence of Proofreading.__

Has this ever happened to you?

You work very horde on a paper for English clash

And then get a very glow raid (like a D or even a D=)

and all because you are the word¹s liverwurst spoiler.

Proofreading your peppers is a matter of the the utmost impotence.

This is a problem that affects manly, manly students.

I myself was such a bed spiller once upon a term

that my English teacher in my sophomoric year,

Mrs. Myth, said I would never get into a good colleague.

And that¹s all I wanted, just to get into a good colleague.

Not just anal community colleague,

because I wouldn¹t be happy at anal community colleague.

I needed a place that would offer me intellectual simulation,

I really need to be challenged, challenged menstrually.

I know this makes me sound like a stereo,

but I really wanted to go to an ivory legal colleague.

So I needed to improvement

or gone would be my dream of going to Harvard, Jail, or Prison

(in Prison, New Jersey).

So I got myself a spell checker

and figured I was on Sleazy Street.

But there are several missed aches

that a spell chukker can¹t can¹t catch catch.

For instant, if you accidentally leave a word

your spell exchequer won¹t put it in you.

And God for billing purposes only

you should have serial problems with Tori Spelling

your spell Chekhov might replace a word

with one you had absolutely no detention of using.

Because what do you want it to douch?

It only does what you tell it to douche.

You¹re the one with your hand on the mouth going clit, clit, clit.

It just goes to show you how embargo

one careless clit of the mouth can be.

Which reminds me of this one time during my Junior Mint.

The teacher read my entire paper on A Sale of Two Titties

out loud to all of my assmates.

I¹m not joking, I¹m totally cereal.

It was the most humidifying experience of my life,

being laughed at pubically.

So do yourself a flavor and follow these two Pisces of advice:

One: There is no prostitute for careful editing.

And three: When it comes to proofreading,

the red penis your friend.