So I'm reading this amazing book by Guy Deutscher called The Unfolding of Language, and in it is the most amazing little poem ever:
The teacher claimed it was so plain,
I only had to use my brain.
She said the past of throw was threw,
The past of grow - of course - was grew,
So flew must be the past of fly,
And now, my boy, your turn to try.
But when I
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