It appears that a rhyme thought impossible has been discovered: Rhyme for orange found in Wales. I won't spoil it for you by quoting. (Hat tip, Rus Bowden.)
This reminds me of a Harry Nilsson song:
Don't try to rhyme silver with anything, yeah,
That goes for orange as well.
But notice how cleverly I just used them both
And all I have to do is rhyme well.
We need a Nilsson revival.
Hi Frank,
ReplyDeleteA little checking, and I found some pictures of Blorenge, a beautiful place: The Blorenge Mountain Photo Gallery. And as poetic luck would have it, there's a Blorenge Bowl, virgin ground apparently about the size of a college football stadium.
I also found a blorange juice in a 2003 chat area here: Puggys Skinned Poodle Club. Turns out, it seems to be orange-banana juice with blue food coloring.
With the discovery of Blorenge, the poetic ramifications seem endless and revolutionary at this point, and this may soon become mind boggling if there are any girls there who wear orange. I'm expecting the overdue "Grandson of Schmillson" album to be on shelves soon.
Yours,
Rus