Pity the orange, no rhyme, no pair. I tried hinge, and syringe, it’s just not fair. There is sporange, the fern’s spore sac, nibbled by snails And of course, the mountain Blorenge, in Wales. Other words without a rhyme? the gauntlet raised. For example, take month, there’s no rhyme. I’m dazed. I howl like a wolf, show you my jaws and fang. I write an opus that opens with a bang. There’s silver, the duller twin of gold, Makes bullets for a werewolf killer, bold. Another is purple, and pint, call a truce With dangerous. and marathon, its no use No rhyme for these, its front-page news! Discombobulate my poetic muse.
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EGHensel, 6/28/2024
You are a word wizard!
And, completely enjoyed this fun poem!