Thursday, 19 August 2010

Thursday afternoon

I have nothing to tell you today so instead I have decided to write you a poem about my legs. It's entitled Second Time Lucky. I hope you like it.

There once was a young lass called Jane,
Whose thighs looked like somebody's brain.
She did yoga and gymmed
But stayed cellulite-limbed,
So she cut them off and grew them again.

Can't get the last line to scan. Need one fewer syllable. Hmmm. Anyway. Must dash.

8 comments:

  1. Surely the 'she' in the final line could be argued to be superfluous?

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  2. Anonymous17:49

    so she cut them off and regrew them....?

    admittedly it doesn't rhyme with brain! and is now syllable-light...

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  3. Anonymous13:35

    so cut 'em off and grew 'em again

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  4. Thanks to all for the helpful ideas re. the last line. Anon 1 - er, no. I'm afraid the Jane rhyme is non-negotiable. Valiant effort though.

    Dylan and Anon 2 - you've both done well, but no cigar - it's not just a problem of losing a syllable - the line has to scan too, which in this case means the rhythm has to go something like this:

    De-de-DUH-duh-duh-DUH-duh-duh-DUH.

    Your suggestion, Dylan, would leave:

    So cut THEM off and GREW them aGAIN, which doesn't sound right.

    Neither would it make any difference turning the thems to 'ems.

    The closest I got for the last line was: "So she CUT them and GREW them aGAIN" but cutting them isn't the same as cutting them off.

    It's a tricky one.

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  5. So she scrapped them...? Ditched them...? Dumped them? She excised them and grew them again?

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  6. Anonymous07:51

    So she snipped them?

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  7. "So she twice sliced and grew them again."

    ?

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