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The other half being mine

With Chalky's looks, and Néa's books

We'd have a real good time

The child of such a union

Stands very little chance

Of Anglican Communion

Botherer

Or learning how to dance.

I wish I were a tube train

In tunnels I'd find joy

I lost her there a week ago

Amongst the hoi polloi.

Hidden text

"the hoi polloi" is one of those constructions I normally try to avoid, like "PIN Number" and "ATM machine", as "hoi" means "the", but I'll claim poetic licence on this occasion

(Phil) What about "foot pedal" and "safe haven"? :-)

[Rosie] "foot pedal" is ghastly, "safe haven" I don't have such a problem with, as the "refuge" sense appears to be only 800 years old, much younger than the original meaning of "harbour". Distantly related to the Welsh "Aber-", I wonder, even though we both know that means "estuary"?

I'm glad I'm not an omnibus

A-stopping and a-starting (Phil) "Aber" also means "confluence", of which there are many examples. Confirmed by Y Geiriadur Mawr, "The Big Dictionary".

Cruising in polluted fug

With exhaust fumes a-farting.

Were I an oxymoron [Softers, Rosie] I'm wondering whether there is a game to be had out of your discussion.

I'd be so bittersweet [Kim] are you mixing me up with Softers?

With logical emotion

I'd be blatantly discreet. (Phil) I reckon so. (Kim) I don't think it would run very long but could be worth a try.

I'd love to mix a metaphor

In my electric blender

A sumptuous verbal cocktail that

Is the Colemanballs agenda.

C, R, K, R - very splendid. Rhyming, scanning and funning.
A cocktail of artistic styles Don't panic - this can scan & rhyme A, A, B, B

Cubist, batik and tiles If you say so, Miss. *quakes*

Will create illusion

And confusion. Um.

I'm stealing all the openings

And me the scond lines (Softers, Raak) That's quite clerihewish. Shall we have a Clerihew game?

Simons Mith

I'll half-inch one 'e' in five

And I'll just issue fines.

I've knocked pen off her perch

CdM

And now await her wrath

I'll meet it by yon silver birch - [Rosie] Clearly you're asking the wrong people - I say yes let's!

In ashes and sackcloth

I wish I spoke Hungarian

Bolivian or Urdu

Instead of Rastafarian

Here in Eglwyswrw

Can you confirm it's Thursday?

I've suddenly lost faith

I'll let you know tomorrow

If it comes back as a wraith .. somewhat limited opportunities for a noteworthy Line 4. Sorry.

My thister wath a lithper

They thay that I wath too

Tho I thpeak in a whithper (Chalky) Ahem, thithter.

My thithter thouts through her thoe

Oh FFTh! Thcanthion ruined again :(

*sigh*
Let's try again ..

I find it hard to woll my r's

Simons Mith

- My hips are much too stiff

So maybe my new implants

Will make me sound like Cliff Wichard

[Pen] "Move", surely?

With lips as big as Jagger's

And hips like Elvis P

The hands of Paganini

What a sexy freak I'd be!

Autumn leaves are turning brown

Bikini prices coming down

Winter woollies trending up

Then the sodding FA Cup.

I hope I'll rhyme ABAB

Like 'glow-worms' mostly do

I'm not a freakish rhyme, you see

My name's penelope.

Giertrud

A house divided cannot stand