I take it you already know
Of tough and bough and cough and dough?
Others may stumble but not you
On hiccough, though, slough and through.
Well done! And now you may wish perhaps
To learn of less familiar traps?
Beware of heard, a dreadful word
That looks like beard and sounds like bird.
And dead is said like bed not bead
For goodness sake don't call it deed.
Watch out for meat and great and threat
They rhyme with suite and straight and debt.
A moth is not a moth in mother
Nor both in bother, nor broth in brother.
And here is not a match for there
Nor dear and fear for pear and bear.
And then there's dose and rose and lose
Just look them up, and goose and choose
And cork and work and card and ward
And font and front and word and sword
And do and go, then thwart and cart.
Come, come I've hardly made a start.
A dreadful language? Why man alive
I could speak it when I was five!
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