Lithp Poem

Oh, I like to thing thongth about thongth.
Not the undieth (worn under tharongth),
But the thooth on my feet,
Worn to walk down the thtreet –
Known ath flip-flopth by thome (which ith wrong).

But there aren't many thongth about thongth.
They all focuth on love that'th gone wrong.
Thingularly obthethed
With jutht kithing, or theckth,
It theemth thongth about thongth don't belong.

Yeth, there thould be more thongth about thongth,
To help muthical'th thtorieth along.
They would be jutht terrific
In Greathe, Thouth Pathific,
Thweeney Todd, Godthpell or Mith Thaigon.