a vey odd poem by auron

Welcome back
Welcome back...
Just don't misspell ninety-eight
Cause you'll make Nicky say grr
Though Del would say grrrrreat!

Del would say
Del would say...
Many a great thing
Though not all are spelt quite right
It still produces Zing!

Zing!
Zing!...
Such a magical phrase
Just the thought of seeing that word
Brightens up my days.

Not today
Not today...
Instead you're doing math
I thought I'd heard the last of it
But now I fear its' wrath!

Tis ture
Tis true...
And it fills me with great sorrow
To have to tell you that
I'll be doing it again tomorrow.

So I waited
I waited...
And tomorrow came and went
That's why I post this post today
When you're not a math gent!

I see
I see...
And now everything is right
But you never know when
That math bug will bite.

The math bug
Math bug...
Makes me feel quite slack
Maybe then the thing to do
Would be to bite it back?

Hilarious,
Hilarious...
The things you post are,
I wish that I could do this too,
but my rhyming is sub-par.

Taerdin
Taerdin...
You did very well
But be very careful
Or you'll fall under this poem's spell.

The spell,
the spell...
Has been cast upon me,
I didn't see it coming,
but it hit me like Fire3...

The fire
The fire...
You'll find out that it burns
And so the poem will go on
As we sit and type our turns

Our turns,
our turns...
are getting out of whack
I hope you guys write some more
when all of you come back.

All of us?
All of us?
I say 'All of who'?
For the majority of this
Twas spammed by a mere two.

Tis true
Tis true
Us two are the guilty
But if we add some more
This poem will never get wilty.