A SHAKESPEAREAN TYPO

Oh, gourmand fingers that doth mar my words
with ill-formed twins of consonants and vowels.

To discourage and disparage my inner-thoughts
rendered in script ,where I do proclaim to all
my humours and scowls.

Where-for such script is read and dwelt upon
as writ by one whose mind did outpace dexterity.

To they that know me too- well
I will correct these rude letters, and so
espouse my heart merrily.

©TPuma/MMXIII