Perchance thee may have noticed
By coincidence or choice
That those who penned auld english
May have just had a lispy voice,
For whosoever speaketh
In a way that soundeth so-eth
Makes any present participle
With the “th” phoneme groweth.
Perhaps that just be-eth my inkling,
Yet verily ringeth of truth.
I’ve spake my bit, and leaveth now
With a flutter and forsooth.
The Daily Travesty 