William Chaplar

Rookie - 12 Points [C.W. Elliot] (August 18,1961 / Trenton, New Jersey)

William Chaplar Poems

1. Because We Can 2/14/2013
2. Be One Of Those That Do 2/14/2013
3. Dad Was A Real Man Too 2/14/2013
4. Hail The Chiefs 2/15/2013
5. Don'T Curse The Darkness 2/15/2013
6. Don'T Play Not To Lose 2/15/2013
7. Elisha Saw! 2/18/2013
8. In Search Of Alexander Pope 2/18/2013
9. Intolerance Won'T Rule 2/18/2013
10. It's Idiomatic 2/18/2013
11. Listen To Mom And Pop 2/18/2013
12. School Daze 2/23/2013
13. The Very Least Among Them 2/23/2013
14. You Won'T End Up Alone 2/23/2013
15. Where Were You? 2/26/2013
16. Thou Shalt Not Procrastinate 2/26/2013
17. The Lost Child 2/26/2013
18. Bridging The Gap 2/26/2013
19. Be Your Next Success 2/27/2013
20. This Thing We Call The Net 2/20/2013
21. What Did You Do? 2/20/2013
22. Pomp And Circumstance 2/20/2013
23. Discouraging Words 2/21/2013
24. If You Did Your Best... 2/21/2013
25. Dancer 2/27/2013
26. Biblimericks 2/28/2013
27. Do It Then 2/28/2013
28. Honor The Games 2/28/2013
29. I'M Here 2/28/2013
30. January 20,2009 2/28/2013
31. My Brother's Mother 2/28/2013
32. A Dog Lover's Tale 2/28/2013
33. A Woman's Place 2/28/2013
34. Reason For Leaving 2/28/2013
35. The Best Seller Of Them All 2/20/2013
36. The Place To Be 2/20/2013
37. Start From The Inside 2/20/2013
38. Real Men Say I Love You 2/21/2013
39. My Friend's Name Is Nora 2/19/2013
40. Do The Math 2/15/2013
Best Poem of William Chaplar

Flawless English

If the English language was indeed one without flaws,
inlaws—once the divorce was final—would become outlaws.
There'd be a whole new way for us to spell words such as sleigh.
And none would be confused when they looked at the word croquet.
Inflammable and flammable would sure not mean the same.
And words like claim would doubtless look a little more like fame.
Weight and height assuredly would not have different sounds.
And wounds would almost surely not be spelled the same as rounds.
There's no way that epitome would end the same as gnome.
And likely, neither one ...

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Flawless English

If the English language was indeed one without flaws,
inlaws—once the divorce was final—would become outlaws.
There'd be a whole new way for us to spell words such as sleigh.
And none would be confused when they looked at the word croquet.
Inflammable and flammable would sure not mean the same.
And words like claim would doubtless look a little more like fame.
Weight and height assuredly would not have different sounds.
And wounds would almost surely not be spelled the same as rounds.
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