Fingers fly yet fale to function:
typists type a typo.
Vision’s fownd at fawlt? Keen readers
spot the optick t”eye”po.
Scribbling Holie Skribcher, thou art
subject to the “thy”po.
Czeching lysts of bodie partz, one
can't avoid the “thigh”po.
Reporters for the Bankok Post mae
cum akross the “Thai”po.
Each habberdahscher's copyriter
mite
kommit the “tie”po.
Sashimi menyus
‘rownd Sendai kon-
tane at leest one “tai”po.
And speeking “lyke a pyrut-king re-
sults in one's t”aye-aye!”po.
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