The baker-man was kneading dough <br />And whistling softly, sweet and lough. <br /> <br />Yet ever and anon he'd cough <br />As though his head were coming ough! <br /> <br />"My word!" said he," but this is rough: <br />This flour is simply awful stough!" <br /> <br />He punched and thumped it through and through, <br />As all good bakers dough! <br /> <br />" I'd sooner drive," said he " a plough <br />Than be a baker anyhough!" <br /> <br />Thus spake the baker kneading dough; <br />But don't let on I told you sough!<br /><br />William Thomas Goodge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ough-a-phonetic-fantasy/
