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Ode to the Apostrophe

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Ode to the Apostrophe

Oh, apostrophe, such a tiny thing thou art,
yet I adore the sight of thee.

Words change with thy presence,
without thee, we're a thing of the past.
Yet so many seem to think
you weren't made to last.

Ah, poor apostrophe, so tiny and oft forgot,
'haps a poem will improve your lot.

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