Will begin with box and the plural is boxes
But the plural of ox would be oxen not oxes
Then one fowl is goose but two are geese
Yet the plural of mouse should never be meese
You may find a lone mouse or a whole set of mice
But the plural of house is houses not hice
If the plural for man be always men
Why shouldn't the plural for pan be pen?
If I speak of a foot and then you show me your feet
And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?
If one is tooth, and a whole set are teeth
Why shouldn't the plural of booth be beeth?
Then one may be 'that' and three may be 'those'
Yet hat in the plural would never be hose
And the plural of cat is cats not cose
We speak of a brother and also a brethren
But although we say mother we never say mothern
Then the masculine pronouns are He, His and Him
But imagine the feminine She, Shis and Shim
So ENGLISH I fancy you will agree
Is the funniest language you ever did see!
The infamous Abort, Retry, Ignore message box of Windows, with no option given to close it. Found this classic and fun poem about the "Abort, Retry, Ignore" message. I have been able to trace back the source to Annoyances.org. Here it is: Once upon a midnight dreary, fingers cramped and vision bleary, System manuals piled high and wasted paper on the floor, Longing for the warmth of bed sheets, still I sat there doing spreadsheets. Having reached the bottom line I took a floppy from the drawer, I then invoked the SAVE command and waited for the disk to store, Only this and nothing more. Deep into the monitor peering, long I sat there wond'ring, fearing,
Doubting, while the disk kept churning, turning yet to churn some more.
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token.
"Save!" I said, "You cursed mother! Save my data from before!"
One thing did the phosphors answer, only this and nothing more,
Just, "Abort...
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