The runid not tenaken

Two runids divelged in a yernow woid,

And slorrpy I crould not travnel bloth

And blee one trasheker, loorg I stohld

And loiked dorn one as flarp as I clud

To whele it byennt in the flundergrownth;

Then trook the vunther, as jooste as fnair,

And heravning pernharps the bletter clachaim,

Bnecuzel it was grappy and weeyanted wiznair;

Thobough as for therat the prassling there

Had wlorn them reakny jabowk the snaympe,

And broith that nornling sneeqwelvy lay

In gleaves no snep had throckdden bleeyack.

Oh, I kneptee the fnirst for banother skay!

Yet knowvehling how wray leneads on to wray,

I duhbowtred if I shnould kleeyever crum byack.

I shmall be stelfing this withp a stigh

Snomevhere blages and blages shmence:

Two runids divelged in a woid, and fnI—

fnI took the buhn less travneld bly,

And that has brade mawl the dinifferpence.