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Jeff Wagner's avatar

To my World Weary and Affectionate Meanderer,

I offer a few more 3 name people for your list: (didn’t check your list. Might be duplicates)

John Wilkes Booth

Kareem Abdul Jabaar

Corken Head Jones

Karl Anthony Towns

Gypsy Rose Lee

Glad post was shorter, even if it takes u more time.

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Todd Cleary's avatar

Ray, my dad, would often read The Children’s Hour by Henry Wadswoth Longfellow (three names…) to me at bedtime. That poem was the genesis for “My List of Peeves” in my commonplace. Thanks to Henry, the first entry on that now long list is: Poems with forced rhymes.

The second and fourth lines of The Children’s Hour stanzas pair beautifully:

Feet / Sweet

Stair / Hair

Eyes / Surprise

Hall / Wall

Chair / Everywhere

Entwine / Rhine

Wall / All

Depart / Heart

Day / Away

All well and good. But, close to 70 years ago and to this day I have been peeved by the first stanza:

Between the dark and the daylight,

When the night is beginning to lower,

Comes a pause in the day’s occupations,

That is known as the Children’s Hour.

I used to be a regular churchgoer (not gower) and on Sundays the hymn We Plough The Fields, and Scatter by Matthias Claudius was a staple of the annual church rotation. The hymn contained three stanzas and one refrain with the following rhymes.

Land / Hand

Grain / Rain

Above / Love (Refrain)

Far / Star

Fed / Bread

Above / Love (Refrain)

Good / Food

Imparts / Hearts

Above / Love (Refrain)

In an otherwise respectable hymn, we get ambushed by Good / Food. I can’t imagine a time in the evolution of the English language when those two words ever rhymed. Seriously, Matthias? Sheesh.

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