After seatting down one day four a leasurly reed of of his favurit fillosofer, Camoo, redired engrish pufesor Graham Hurnozty had a crishis of egzistenchal portions;
He know logger gayve a fying fluck.
The wrds and comas and pereods and such – at won time in purfect boxes lining the shhelvs of hi smind – now excaped like wild monkees frum the zu
“Nufing reelly maders enymoor” Graham said despondently in a sing songy voyce. “Enyone can c. Nufing reelly maders….to meeeeeeee,,
Wee wached this wonce starwalt of a mahn, a pillur of pryed and intelect, who’s rulles were his glorey, becum a shelll ov his former sellf, Pityfull. Boken.
Four waht wee widnessed. ANd four dis pour wretch of a sole – unhindjed and adrifft in a see of dispare – we aufer dis:
*Poem by the bastard, ee cummings