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Thread #82010   Message #1503615
Posted By: Abby Sale
18-Jun-05 - 09:31 AM
Thread Name: worst rhyme ever
Subject: RE: worst rhyme ever
I have to agree with McGrath that an intentional - call it "forced" rhyme - from a fine wordsmith is different. It has the effect (I think) that the poet wanted and people like Lehrer or Nash Or Levy ("Thais") were smart enough to get just the words and effects they wanted.

I am also guilty of posting to this thread a longey that went down the black hole of posts around the 14th June. But you get to see (or avoid) it anyway. I really don't know about poetry - if a folk song sings well, it often (especially the chanty) ignores any great need to be slavish about rhyming - often ignores it with impunity. But terrible bad poetry (unjustifiably bad, that is) is another story. One couldn't find a better benchmark than The Great McGonagall.

He rates three entries in the Happy File but here's a Dec 28 entry.

The Tay Bridge Disaster occured 12/28/1879 so the master wrote:

                The Tay Bridge Disaster

                Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silv'ry Tay!
                Alas! I am very sorry to say
                That ninety lives have been taken away
                On the last Sabbath day of 1879,
                Which will be remember'd for a very long time.

                'Twas about seven o'clock at night,
                And the wind it blew with all its might,
                And the rain came pouring down,
                And the dark clods seem'd to frown,
                And the Demon of the air seem'd to say-
                "I'll blow down the Bridge of Tay."

                When the train left Edinburgh
                The passengers' hearts were light and felt no sorrow,
                But Boreas blew a terrific gale,
                Which made their hearts for to quail,
                And many of the passengers with fear did say-
                "I hope God will send us safe across the Bridge of Tay."

                But when the train came near to Wormit Bay,
                Boreas he did loud and angry bray,
                And shook the central girders of the Bridge of Tay
                On the last Sabbath day of 1879,
                Which will be remember'd for a very long time.

                So the train sped on with all its might,
                And Bonnie Dundee soon hove in sught,
                And the passengers' hearts felt light,
                Thinking they would enjoy themselves on the New Year,
                With their friends at home they lov'd most dear,
                And wish them all a happy New Year.

                So the train mov'd slowly along the Bridge of Tay,
                Until it was about midway,
                Then the central girders with a crash gave way,
                And down went the train and passengers into the Tay!
                The Storm Fiend did loudly bray,
                Because ninety lives had been taken away,
                On the last Sabbath day of 1879,
                Which will be remember'd for a very long time.

                As soon as the catastrophe came to be known
                The alarm from mouth to mouth was blown,
                And the cry rang out all o'er the town,
                Good Heavens! the Tay Bridge is blown down,
                And a passenger train from Edinburgh,
                Which fill'd all the peoples hearts with sorrow,
                And made them for to turn pale,
                Because none of the passengers were sav'd to tell the tale
                How the disaster happen'd on the last Sabbath day of 1879,
                Which will be remember'd for a very long time.

                It must have been an awful sight,
                To witness in the dusky moonlight,
                While the Storm Fiend did laugh, and angry did bray,
                Along the Railway Bridge of the Silv'ry Tay,
                Oh! ill-fated Bridge of thSilv'ry Tay,
                I must now conclude my lay
                By telling the world fearlessly without the least dismay,
                That your central girders would not have given way,
                At least many sensible men do say,
                Had they been supported on each side with buttresses,
                At least many sensible men confesses,
                For the stronger we our houses do build,
                The less chance we have of being killed.

"The Tay Bridge Disaster" by (The Great) William Topaz McGonagall 1830-1902