Poetry: Nite Witch (NaPoWriMo) Day Fourteen

My challenging prompt for today was to write a poem that incorporates homophones, homographs, and homonyms, or to otherwise make productive use of my native (and only) language and its ridiculous complexity of spelling and grammar rules, and the unlimited opportunities for mis-hearings and mis-readings.

The good which hailed me
into the knight
on the ruff waives of see
razing my hares of frite
to witch she would flea
aweigh off to the wright
and leaf me only to pea.

© Bill Reynolds, 4/14/2019

Look broth weighs for homo-words of -nyms and phones and graphs;
and mine the craps of four gasps per sent.

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