E and I are poor confused letters,
Don't know which order to go for the better.
One will jump left, the other jump right,
Still can't get the right way, try as they might.
I can't believe this sad tale is true,
I grieve for I and E, they're always blue!
Why is it so hard for them to receive,
The right way around in words we perceive?
E and I are befuddled, all turned around,
No matter the order they make the same sound.
Surely it must be the devil's hand?
To make them miss order throughout all the land.
But these poor letters can be tamed away,
In this poem I'll show you the way.
It's an age old rhyme, come say it with me,
Repeat: "I before E except after C!"
Now you've got that go read it again,
Repeat the second verse, now do you ken?
E and I can be calm, happy and free,
Now you've learned to tame poor I and E!
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