Here is the poem I showed in class, courtesy of Alan. Homophones are words that have the same pronunciation, but different and meanings sometimes different spellings. (Homo- is a Greek prefix that means “the same” and -phone, also Greek, has to do with sound.)
How many homophones can you find in this poem? Can you re-write the poem so that all the words are correct?
by George E. Coon
Wood you believe that I didn’t no
About homophones until too daze ago?
That day in hour class in groups of for,
We had to come up with won or more.
Mary new six; enough to pass,
But my ate homophones lead the class.
Then a thought ran threw my head,
“Urn a living from homophones,” it said.
I guess I just sat and staired into space.
My hole life seamed to fall into place.
Our school’s principle happened to come buy,
And asked about the look in my I.
“Sir,” said I as bowled as could bee,
“My future roll I clearly sea.”
“Sun,” said he, “move write ahead,
Set sail on your coarse. Don’t be mislead.”
I herd that gnus with grate delight.
I will study homophones both day and knight.
For weaks and months, through thick oar thin,
I’ll pursue my goal. Eye no aisle win.