This morning just browsing through an old journal, I came upon a limerick (one of my favorite literary forms) on, I guess, spelling.
In haste because of end-of-semester grading and other rituals, I ask your indulgence as I present this 1978 ditty:
How strange this mysterious rite
Whereby some people learn how to write…
Because when Shakespeare wrote
He did not learn by rote:
Playwrights just get the writing rite right.
If this isn’t enough self-indulgence/ spelling whimsy for you, you might revisit my other masterpiece.
Mind your Ps and Qs!