Literature
Grammar Poem
Grammar.
Grammar.
I fear for the world today.
A world in which, 'Where you at?'
Constitutes as a question.
Every day,
'I did good.'
'None of them work.'
Pass unnoticed.
Good people,
You have been fooled.
'Where are you?' will suffice.
'I did well.' Is nice.
'None of them works.' Is lovely.
So, my gentle snowflakes,
Perhaps I love grammar a little too much,
And perhaps I'm just exacerbating things,
But damn it,
A world without grammar,
Is chaos.