Tag Archives: Poem
I’m on my way to Wheretown to dine with Mrs. Who. If I’m not there by whentime The guard won’t let me through. There’s going to be a why not — Oh boy I hope I win it — A … Continue reading
The following verse contains grammatical wordplays on the word “that”: Now, that is a word that may often be joined, For that that may be doubled is clear to the mind; And that that that is right, is as plain … Continue reading
A limerick fan from Australia Regarded his work as a failure: His verses were fine Until the fourth line. — Anon.
In 1761, the Post Office in London received the following letter with an interesting superscription: About this time, twelve months ago, I sent a letter to Mr. Crow, — He lived then, when he does still: But leave this with, … Continue reading
“On cable TV they have a weather channel — twenty-four hours of weather. We had something like that where I grew up. We called it a window.” — Dan Spencer It is always a good idea to have a way … Continue reading
In William Shakespeare’s 115th Sonnet, there is a hidden message which isn’t that obvious at first glance: