I like to throw rhymes, but only sometimes. I enjoy playing with words more than playing with turds. You might be able to guess that I have a favorite one or two, ’cause that’s what a rhyming rhymer would do. In fact, there is a collection for which I have great affection, and from which I will now share a selection:
(1) Mustache – panache
(2) Easy peasy lemony squeezy
(3) Bish, bash, bosh, show me the dosh.
Go on then, don’t be shy: tell us what rhymes make you laugh or cry.
Believe, retrieve, reprieve.
From childhood….
Roses are red
VIolets are blue
You’ve got a nose
Like a B-52
Haha. I know I do this all the time, but I can’t think of them right now.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue
All my base,
Is belong to you.
Criss-cross applesauce…makes me laugh AND cry.