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Adept at self-concealment in its camouflaging coat,
it lurks in every memo, e-mail, document, and quote,
snickering in your face, disguised as what you thought you wrote.

Its letters twist and leapfrog with a skill near acrobatic,
perplexing the dyslexic, maladroit, or astigmatic,
and muddling every message through distracting verbal static.

It multiplies like stinging flies: you’ll seldom find a loner.
Sometimes it’s fun, an unmeant pun; more often it’s a groaner.
It gives and gives: the typo is a universal donor.