Words should come in pairs
Once upon a time
There were words that would not rhyme
Though most things came in twos
Even fussy caribous
The words that I would choose
Just would not rhyme
There were birds of quite the feather
Gathering together
And doing bird duets and keeping it in time
There were salt and pepper shakers
But for my words, there were no takers
One by one my words just did not care to rhyme
Twas a quandary , twas a riddle
It split my brain right down the middle
Til I realized
And let drop the other shoe
What was missing- what was glaring
In all that wordsmith pairing?
I forgot that me will always rhyme with you
and that's poetiquejustis
