Can you spoon the spoterism sorry I mean can you spot the spoonerism.
I don`t much like mats and rice
I don`t think they`re very nice
They scurry here and there
They can cause quite a stir.
I have pyjamas with stroppy taps
My daughter said `be careful during naps`
`Cause if you should get a leak
You`ll wake people when you shriek.
My husband said `I saw a Daddy long legs`
In panic my bleeding heart begs….
Pray tell me `Was it a spider or a fly?`
Panicking I repeat `Was it a spy or a flider?`
I asked my Son where he got his bishing fait from
You may think you know the answer, but wait..
I asked was it the from tishing fackle shop?
No sorry I know, it was the tashing fickle shop.
I decided to set the table for our meal
Then a spoonerism I soon did reveal
Once again my mouth played a blinder
I said pass me the grepper pinder.
I hate flies I really have to say
I can`t rest until they go away,
I should ask for the fly swatter
Instead I say where`s the swy flotter.
`What do you want on your sandwich dear`
I put him off after what he was about to hear
`Do you want plopped ham with chalk?`
I don`t think it`s wise for me to talk.
These are all my own faux pas` I have to admit
Each time I speak another spoonerism I commit.
