This is an extract from an anonymous poem about the challenges of English spelling and pronunciation.

(One of the main reasons that English has so many funny spellings that are pronounced differently is that it borrowed words from many other different languages!)

Beware of heard, a dreadful word
That looks like beard and sounds like bird,
And dead: it’s said like bed, not bead –
For goodness sake don’t call it deed!
Watch out for meat and great and threat
(They rhyme with suite and straight and debt).
A moth is not a moth in mother,
Nor both in bother, broth in brother,
And here is not a match for there
Nor dear and fear for bear and pear,
And then there’s dose and rose and lose
– Just look them up –
and goose and choose,
And cork and work and card and ward,
And font and front and word and sword,
And do and go and thwart and cart –
Come, come, I’ve hardly made a start!
A dreadful language?
Man alive! I’d mastered it when I was five!