My Misbehaving Fingers…[ Bri Edwards' Health; True; Rats! ! ! ! ; Very Recent; March 2022 ] Poem by Bri Edwards

Within this month my fingers, on keyboard, fail
to work properly, …causing me to sigh and wail.
Excessive spaces are created, I think by one thumb,
which to some readers will make me appear dumb.
By ‘dumb' I mean ‘stupid', NOT ‘unable to speak.

And wrong letters show up, or their order is jostled,
suggesting my fingers may be becoming be-fossiled,
i.e. being changed from meat & bone to ….. STONE!
I hope they don't come to resemble those of a crone! !
Now I'll type for a bit, making no corrections at all.

[ no corrections made by me below ]

To those few (or one) who may st umble upon this,
I thank you for reading and for any comment yoiu may leave, be it good or bad (I mean the comment ) .
? This paragraph is surprisingly with fe w ryping err ors so far. 'Coiul it be my imagination that I've had so much troiuobble typing recently? ?

Ok, I guess not. Some ofher parts of me are also giving me some trouible. Maybe it's because of my lack of eating ice cream 'these days'? I'm SURE th at must be teh problem! ! !

( March 15th,2022)