Remember, remember something about November

What is it again? Oh yes, check your hedgehogs for bonfires.
Just getting in the rhythm for rhyme week. This is a little precursor of the gems you can expect from me, the “Rhyme-tone How Boy”. Not the easiest name to remember, but to be honest I wouldn’t bother; my efforts will not change the world.

Four centuries ago was a traitor called Guy,
Who tried to send Parliament up to the sky,
King James didn’t pause
To cut him in fours;
Although that’s not actually how he did die.

Doesn’t quite fit the proper rules of a lymeric, which is: “a stanza of five lines, with the first, second and fifth rhyming with one another and having three feet of three syllables each; and the shorter third and fourth lines also rhyming with each other, but having only two feet of three syllables”.

Who gives a monkey (where does that saying come from – anyone know?). All I care about is that I get to write naughty things in a Ye Olde English folk style and get away with it.

Till then.

Day 96
Miles today: 3.00
Miles completed: 230.02
Miles to go: 811

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