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Pea and Honey Recipes

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I Eat My Peas With Honey
And tales of derring-do.
Four lines, they can be rhyming
(That's Glow Worms to me and you).
Ending line is as usual.

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; A bag of shiny gems

A glass of that pink water

From which all comfort stems.

I wish my drill could crack a safe

I wish this safe would crack

Maybe I'll use TNT

Which lacks a rhyming knack

.. is ABAB rhyming pattern obligatory? Have often wondered ..

ABAB has symmetry,
ABCB surprises.
ABAB? ABCB?
Both fine rhythmic devices.
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IMO, anyway.

I wish my Worms had rhythm

Instead, I have the blues

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[Chalky] The instructions to the game suggest ABCB is acceptable but I think we should aspire to the more pleasing ABAB form. It is not like we are in the realm of difficult poetry here. :)

Because I'm stuck at Witham

Until my train segues

This verse will be my opus

And magnum let it be (Raak) I am sure (i.e. not absolutely sure) it's "Wittum". (Pj) I chortle.

A work of such wide scope, as

Transcends mere you and me. [Rosie} I find now that I cannot remember how I've heard it when "this train will terminate at Witham, from where a rail replacement bus etc.". OTH, "rittum" ...

[Witham] If it's the one in Essex, I used to work there and it was "Wittum" at that time.
[Rhymes] the original glowworm was abcb, and we did do an aabb not long ago. It's doggerel, it probably doesn't matter much.
The A12 up from Chelmsford

I've travelled many times.

(Being from that part of the world, it is indeed Witt'm. I assumed Raak knew this and so decided to push the "misunderstanding the pronunciation from the spelling" joke a centimetre further.)

I'd leave my desk in Elmsford

For another town that rhymes.

I wish I were an orange

Unrhymably aloof

But sharply dressed and full of zest

In brandy, 80 proof

I wish I were an orange
Unrhymably aloof
And on sale for two shillings, j-
-ust to show that that's the troof

It only takes an integer

You tried to type a fraction

A practice much more vintage-r

But still requires redaction. (Pj) I jess lurve your grammar

A voice, ethereal silver

Calls me in the night

In spring-green rhyme, until ver-

-dant, green and bright

I wish that silver turned to green

December turned to May

However, life is not pristine

(Which made you drop your K)

I wish I'd listened closely

To what my Mum told me

'Cause what she said was mostly

'Bout my value if she sold me. bit brutal

A league, a half, and onward rode

Six hundred men at arms

They simply could not have knowed Poetic licence. Just renewed it.

The extent of Alfred's charms

The cake, I've gone and burnt it

There's nowt else left for tea

That were a reet fuckup, weren’t it?

He curs'd, historic'lly

On second thought, rhetoric'lly.

I wish I were a piano key

Caressed by your fair hands

But I'd likely be the bottom B

And that wish no longer stands

I wish that I could stand atop

A peak in Darien

With widened eyes and wild surmise

I'd go down again

A shiny, wet-nosed doggerel

Came lolloping up to me

And the choppy waves in Dogger'll

Engulf me doggedly

I wish I were a mechanic

And handy with my spanner

And if I built the Titanic

Divided hulls would span ‘er and 1514 individuals would not have perished

The role of Roman consuls

Cannot be overstated

But in the case of old Ford Consuls

They are now equally dated.

Time and tide are loath to wait

Not even for Canute

Will they e'er their course abate

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