Day Two (a tercet)
When rhyming three
again I see
Ogden Nash however, saw things differently:
A Brief Guide to Rhyming,
How Be the Little Busy Doth?
English is a language than which none is sublimer,
But it presents certain difficulties for the rhymer.
There are no rhymes for orange or silver
Unless liberties you pilfer.
I was once slapped by a young lady named Miss Goringe,
And the only reason I was looking at her that way, she represented a rhyme for orange.
I suggest that some painter do a tormented mural
On the perversity of the English plural,
Because perhaps the rhymer's greatest distress
Is caused by the letter s.
Oh, what a tangled web the early grammarians spun!
The singular verb has an s and the singular noun has none.
The rhymer notes this fact and ponders without success on it,
And moves on to find that his plural verb has dropped the s and his plural noun has grown an s on it.
Many a budding poet has abandoned his career
Unable to overcome this problem: that while the ear hears, the ears hear.
Yet he might have had the most splendiferous of careers
If only the s's came out even and he could tell us what his ears hears.
However, I am happy to say that out from the bottom of this
Pandora's box there
flew a butterfly, not a moth,
The darling, four-letter word d-o-t-h, which is pronounced duth,
we pronounce it doth.
Pronounce? Let jubilant rhymers pronounce it loud and clear,
Because when they can't sing that their ear hear they can legitimately sing that their ear doth hear.