And since someone mentioned Tay Bridge Disaster, one of the best in the genre of wonderfully bad poetry, I can't resist reciting my own "good bad poetry" submission, inspired by the truism (or so they want you to believe...) that there's no English word that rhymes with orange.

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I ate a tasty orange
And sucked upon a lozenge,
Then took the golden syringe
And dreamed of Stonehenge.

- Taconicus
;-p