The "Rite" English

When I was doing my "Creative Writing' course at Yallourn Tafe,
I read an article that said nearly every non speaking English
country had English as its second language. It also stated
that it was one of the hardest languages to learn.

I thought about that for a while and had to agree with that
statement. There are Australians that I know who can't read,
spell or write English, very well.

So I came up with this little 'poem' which of course can only
really be appreciated by reading it and not listening to it.
Try to do both and see what I mean.

"Understanding English."

Hay don't site me.
Butt English is a strange thing.
It teams with words that seam to puzzle me.
I rite out ruff draughts.
In an attempt to bear my sole.
Take a bough if ewe are not confused to.
Butt its nice to meat someone in the same boat as me.
Four were all at sea.

Wood ewe like two come to tee?
My arn't and sun will bee their.
We mite take a tern at reading.
We won't have too cue.

Come along and wipe your feat on my core mat.
Were having stake at ate.
That is if u are aloud.
Till then by.

At this stage who cares??
I 've given myself a headache sow farewell.