Set your minds at disease. As a public service, I would like to offer several rhymes for use by poets who are writing about anxiety, or anxious poets (either way is good).
nice
twice
vice
fun
un
sexy
apoplexy
frolic
melancholic
Pepsi
Fred Schiepsi
epilepsy
fallopia
dystopia
glad
sad
ad
mechanic
manic
leisure
displeasure
kahluan
U.N.
cinema foyer
paranoia
bed
dead
Korda
multiple personality disorder
rhymer
Alzheimer
or
bore
sun
shun
science fiction
addiction
r
schizophrenia
divorce
of course
No need to thank, happy to do it.
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10 comments:
How thankful I am that I am not a poet and never need wrestle with such painful rhyme!
I've always been very find of nice/vice.
Yes, but when it gets into the grounds of 'sacrifice', 'slice', 'dice', and 'Beer at this venue is sold at an extravagantly expensive price', then you have cause for angst.
Don't know why I didn't mention it in the post, really.
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Goods and services tax
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Mosquito
Burrito
'Beer at this venue is sold at an extravagantly expensive price' is enough to make me hyperventilate and/or cry.
It also reminds me that beer prices have gone up yet again. Bastards. Soon I'll be too poor to get properly drunk.
But, strangely, against all principles of supply and demand, beer is currently cheaper than cauliflower. $7.95 a head at Coles, and you have to eat an awful lot to get even vaguely sozzled.
All the more reason for me to stick with the beer.
I hear they sell a good Victory Gin in the Dystopia Bar, Useful Idiot Lane in Carlton. Price is cheap: one soul. Perfect for your young aspiring existentialist writer!
That mosquito/burrito rhyme is enough to make even the poets most hardened to the ennui and nauseau of modern life shudder with horror. Dear God! The burrito! Good heavens! The mosquitos! Aaaaaaargh!
I've never been a fan of gin. Pity, it ruins all those fantasies about being a drunken member of the lower classes in Victorian England.
If only the whole world could be like Hogarth's Gin Lane.
Perhaps this is why gin became an upper class drink of choice in America - obviously they had designs on English decadence.
I like a bit of the old G & T, quite a snazzy beverage. Oh, alright, not really that second part, but I still don't mind it.
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