The was a man who's proud main boast
Was that he interchanged the words 'some' and 'most'.
When talking numbers we never knew
What he meant by many and what he meant by few.
We puzzled at was was meant by 'all'
Finding out was like talking to a wall
You see, he always changed the rules
To try to make others seem like fools
The more he tried, the more folk ranted
But it was no use, no quarter was granted
One brave lad tried a final stunt
...

And I can't think of anything that rhymes with that last none. Sorry.

:D tG