We might find your invisible Hand

There was a young man with a stammer
Who was addicted to using bad grammar
So he learned what was right
Before he could write
With errors that struck like a hammer

And they say we should not begin “and”
But, pardon me, I think it’s grand
And furthermore
When we open a door
We might find your invisible Hand

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About Katherine

I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation
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