Transcribe a mind for its knowledge
Spilled ink not learned in college
A glass half full of the smallage
Fine brandy subject to a tallage
Sad souls sell their knowledge
A glass half empty of the smallage
Creative senses lost in college
Witless souls live that on the edge
Their expiration beyond the ledge
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This poem is dedicated to anotherwisemonkey.The challenge is to write a poem using words that rhyme with knowledge.
Smallage-the celery, Apium graveolens, especially in its wild state. wild celery Tallage-Medieval History. a tax paid by peasants to the lord of their manor.
Eugenia
I half expected you to start channeling Ogden Nash….
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Thank you, John. I am a fan of Ogden Nash and his unconventional style. I hadn’t thought about him until your mention. Thank you for bringing him to my attention.
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Love this! You have exceeded my expectations. And thank you for teaching me the word “smallage”.
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I did some research and found this cool site. You might like it – http://rhymezone.com/r/rhyme.cgi?typeofrhyme=perfect&Word=orange
Thanks for your kind comment.
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Wow, great tip. Thank you.
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Well done, Eugenia… you found quite a few words there and worked them in well.
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Thank you, Tom.
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Your poem does tell a story. You have a way with words.
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😀
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