Ode to the Typographical Error

Proofreading_and_editing_blog_85Here is an anonymous poem:

The typographical error is
A slippery thing and sly;
You hunt till you are dizzy, but
It somehow will get by.
 
Until the forms are on the press,
It is strange how still it keeps.
It shrinks down in a corner,
And it never stirs or peeps.
 
That typographical error  is
Too small for human eyes,
Till ink is on the paper,
When it grows to mountain size.
 
The boss, he stares with horror,
Then he grabs his hair and groans.
The copyreader drops his head
Upon his hands and moans.
 
The remainder of the issue may
Be clean as clean can be, 
But the typographical error is
The only thing you see.

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About The Proof Angel

I am a freelance editor and proofreader, working with a wide range of clients from large companies to individuals. I can help you to communicate clearly by carrying out a final check, or by suggesting ideas get your message over. I also have a sideline in textiles, as The Rainbow Angel.
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One Response to Ode to the Typographical Error

  1. There once was an autocorrect,
    That I failed to closely inspect,
    I wanted to say,
    Though my phone went astray,
    That I saw the president elect

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