God help me lern from my misstakes, <br />I no Ive mate a few. <br />Yet my heart fur perfectshun aches, <br />Id like ter be like You... <br />So this is like my little prayer - <br />Take me under Your wings! <br />Teech me ter be beyond compare... <br />You no so menny things! <br /> <br />When I woz young I trite my best, <br />But I woz jussed a kid... <br />I hoped that folks wood be imprest, <br />I reely, reely did... <br />Exams were hard, I coodent swat, <br />Too menny books ter reed! <br />Thats why I dident pass a lot... <br />Cos faxs I coodent heed. <br /> <br />But You cood help me as a friend, <br />The sort ter sort me out, <br />The kind whose kind so at the end <br />Thered be no kind of doubt... <br />Then folks wood treet me ass they shood, <br />They woodent laugh at me... <br />I no my English aint that good, <br />Im not quiet error free... <br /> <br />Ive heard that You like helping folks! <br />I challunge You today! <br />Pleas make me smart and end the jokes <br />And pranks that peeple play... <br />They giggle, smerk and tornt me, Lord! <br />Thats not how we shood live! <br />Yet if Your blessings are outpord, <br />Their giggles Ill furgive... <br /> <br /> <br />Denis Martindale, copyright, September 2011.<br /><br />Denis Martindale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/god-help-me-7/
