My mother tongue is full of twists
Full of grammar and sounds that I grew up to speak
Relating it back is hard to resist
When I write in English, it makes skills weak
For weeks I’ve learned the techniques
Through the days of English acquisition
And I’ve realized the mistakes “in” and “out”
Of my misuse of the prepositions
However, you see I placed a comma
Coz’ I learnt the error of comma splice
But I used to make a mistake so common
Not knowing the use of comma precise
The lengthy sentences are my style
When the thoughts flow like SMRT trains
Mistaking the subject-verb agreement
I start with daemons and end with saints
Modals are next in the list
Coz’ I wouldn’t know when I can use could
Now since I’ve learnt these twists
I would use the could pretty good
