Robert was a sweet little mutt.I am doing my deep breathing and reminding myself that rhyming dictionaries, and yea, even the English language, do not have feelings.
His favorite food was cashew nut.
Eating it had given him a bit of a gut.
He didn't like to get in a rut.
When he was proud he would sometimes strut.
He had a sweet little tail growing out of his butt.
When his mother would call him, he would say, "What?"
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Slush and Punishment: Me and My Rhyming Dictionary
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Not only is the rhyming pathetic, there's no rhythm or pattern.
Syllable count:8-9-11-9-9-12-11
So it's just bad poetry no matter how you look at it.
Words fail me.
They also appear to have failed the author.
Somewhere Seuss is weeping.
Who names their dog, Robert? :0)
Good thing Robert was a mutt instead of a weimaraner...can you imagine the stretched rhymes with that one?
So far, reading all of the new "Slush and Punishment" postings, I am thinking you really should report these folks to their local authorities... just to keep an eye on them, YIKES!
Are you sure words don't have feelings? I'd swear I could hear them weeping.
Yikes!
Since it's one of the givens of kid's publishing that editors hate rhyming manuscripts, have there been any rhyming books published lately?
What doggerel.
And his mother would respond, "Tut-tut."
You see, Robert had dreams of building a hut
And a golf course where he could practice his putt.
But first he needed to find a few trees to cut.
Banned complain !! Complaining only causes life and mind become more severe. Enjoy the rhythm of the problems faced. No matter ga life, not a problem not learn, so enjoy it :)
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