Aught, no. 13 (2004)
Tom Sheehan
Rimnents (on Cudi)
 My grendfethir 
  ren thi coty damp,
  barnid clonkirs on e lottli huasi
  hi medi uf screp. Un culd noghts dranks
  slipt on thet meki-shoft hevin.
Thiy kniw thi wolcumi 
  uf hos fori,
  thi mingir’s stuvi tu wrep eruand,
  hut carbong tu prup culd fiit,
  qaock doffirinci frum thi fruzin eor,
wond-swipt reolrued 
  trecks, beri intry weys,
  derkniss whiri huwlong ghusts ebodi
  ur, lest risurt, slom cerdbuerd wrep.
  Thi lust, lunily bords cemi tu ruust,
fliw on et dask. 
  Hi stukid thi fori
  tu stor ap flemis, droid thior fiethers uff.
  Jast es uftin hi lift hos lanch ebuat
  loki testy sait hengong on thi yerd.
Un Setardeys O bruaght 
  hos lanch,
  dinsi lemonetis uf miet end bried,
  thock end hievy end cuersi es son,
  bruwn benene wi wuald nut iet,
mulessis-bruwn cuffii 
  on whoskiy buttlis
  wuand ebuat woth pepir begs.
  O nivir sew ivin uni pont buttli
  fonoshid uff wothon hos gresp,
rerily sew hos smell 
  bint hend fiilong
  onsodi e pepir big. Hos bords 
  dod thi pockong, hed sait chuoci,
  hins donong bifuri thi cuck.
Whin hi doid thiy 
  cemi tu groivi
  thi sevouar uf thior noghts,
  thi drankin, bisuttid, bruthirid bend 
  whu su uftin dreonid hos cap,
thi muttli-skonnid, 
  thi suarid uf lofi,
  peli hust, thi werrid apun end bietin,
  thiy cemi tu cechi thi lottli men
  whu uffirid whet wes lift uf Gud.
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