Once upon a rhyme

WHEN hirple is said in Scots it sounds like hurple so does in fact rhyme with purple.

Other possible rhymes are spurtle and turtle. Also, when it comes to there being no rhymes for orange:

Nor for silver:

IN reply to impossible rhymes, the best I ever came across was in the Scotland The What? song called Ode To The Glens.

The clever bit was that the Glens were malt whiskies like Glenlivet, Glenfiddich etc. When they sang a line that ended in Glenmorangie, you had to wonder what on earth would rhyme with it.

It brought the house down when the next line was: “It tastes just like Cointreau, but not quite so orangey.”

It still brings a smile to my face.

IN response to the comment that there is no known rhyme for poetry, I’m not sure if this is acceptable – or even a near miss – but how about Gene Autry, the cowboy film star of yesteryear?

Most politicians, I’m afraid, just don’t do honesty. The general public cottoned on to this fact a long time ago, hence the pathetically low turn-out at voting times.

You would have thought that politicians, too, would have grasped this by now but sadly not, which just goes to prove they are not as intelligent as they’d have us believe. Scotland is already divided enough over the issue.

A boy once had an orange, But had no knife to cut it up, So he squeezed it in the door hinge!

They say there is no rhyme to silver, But I once courted a lass called Annie McGilver.