Pronunciation Poems - Poems about Pronunciation

Pronouncing gives me stress. With syllables to chance, could ‘monchielle’ be French? I feel I can’t advance, a poilu in a trench. Pronouncing gives me stress. Italians insist words like ‘monchielle’, devoid of hidden twist, rhyme with ‘vermicelli’. Pronouncing gives me stress. Three syllables, no more? A...Read the rest...

I offen soffen neether content nor intent, eether explicit or implicit about devices to rearrange...Read the rest...

The only thing weirder than my mom, is the way she says her “r’s.” Growing up, every time she’d ask if I wanted a grilled cheese, I thought she said “girl cheese.” Wanting to retain...Read the rest...

An ancestor known as, "Miss Lottie" Was a New York socialite "hottie" To her lasting disgrace She slapped Paul Revere's face When he invited her to the p-ah-ty...Read the rest...

INTER - NATION PRONUNCIATION My transatlantic friend’s adored We reach across the ocean Communications although flawed Won’t lessen my devotion She looks pure and sweet indeed With fair visage clear although her Voice as if she’s just smoked weed With pitch half octave...Read the rest...

I am convinced the stars reflect your eyes, Much like the moon does for the burning sun; If I'm correct our sun could never die, Until the day which to the Earth you shun. Let's...Read the rest...

I felt my name slip off his tongue Before he even thought to consider Whether to pronounce it Ashanti Asante or Asanti Oh Queen Nanny, let them be Pitch black warriors made night their playground...Read the rest...