Poor WhomA Poem by Bob BWhom was sitting all alone, Feeling sad and dejected. For quite a while, the pronoun has Been a bit neglected.
"I just don't understand," he cried, "Why I am not used. And when I am, I'm very often Terribly abused."
Who walked over and sat with him. Sad that he was blue, She said, "It's just that speakers prefer Me instead of you.
"I am easy to find and use, Whether by voice or ink. However, you make speakers of English Have to stop and think--
"Unless they know you very well, And many of them don't. Folks have the chance to make your acquaintance, But, sadly, many won't.
"You are not the only one To be in such a funk. Look what's happening to our friends Eaten, Gone, and Drunk!"
(By the way, Who was sincere; She WASN'T a mere pretender. And don't forget that Whom and Who Both can change their gender.)
"At least," said Whom, "I'm in the books-- The great works from the past. As long as folks will read them, I know My legacy will last."
Who left feeling depressed about Whom's impending doom. How horrible to witness the sad Demise of brother Whom!
-by Bob B (9-5-25) © 2025 Bob B |
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Added on September 7, 2025 Last Updated on September 7, 2025 |

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