Rhymes with . . .

I bought a house on Blorenge--

That’s a well-known hill in Wales--

’Cause I need a rhyme for “orange,”

And I’m sick of rhyming fails!

In a little pen outside

You’ll find a darling little chilver.

Oh, she’s fluffy and wide-eyed 

And--even better--rhymes with “silver”!

I stay there each December--

It’s my favorite of the months!

Just two weeks, and please remember,

That is fourteen thirty-oneths!

Yet, despite my plans and scheming,

I can’t find a rhyme for “purple”!

And the bitter tears come streaming--

Oh, I feel like such a “curple”!