Their, There, They're, Little Writer
They're over there with their homophones on, little writer, and they can't hear you pounding the keys over here. No, I know how frustrating it is to have your work ignored when you're trying so hard. My two cents worth is that, well, it's just that what you're writing doesn't make sense with its words all jumbled up like that.
Hey, kid, maybe you should just quit for the night and hit the hay.
© J. Golden


Comments: 20
Thank you for being an elitist.
Andrea, I don't know what to say except...
NO WAY, CHICA! I tried homeschooling and I suck as a teacher.
This was fun...
We're 'ware where weir were wear whare ware.
It mean's we're cautious in the area in which mill-pond lycanthropes adorn themselves with sacred Polynesian objects.