January 2006

Puzzle Corner

In our last issue, subscribers were invited to a round of bout-rimes, in which players are told a familiar line of poetry and given the task of creating a second rhyming line. (Bout-rimes translates from French as rhymed ends).

For example, Joyce Kilmer’s “I think that I shall never see” might be followed with “My contact lens fell in my tea.” Here are some of the many responses we’ve received from readers.


Lewis Carroll's “‘You are old, Father William,’ the young man said . . .” inspired plenty of lines ending in ‘dead,’ such as:

“But at least, Father William, you are not yet dead”
“I’m tickled pink that you’re not yet dead”

We found ourselves especially tickled by these lines:

“We regret your pension can’t be paid”
“So why’s a harlot in your bed?”

Emily Dickinson's “There’s a certain slant of light . . .” elicited an array of second lines from all across the spectrum:

“That makes me glad you’re wearing white”
“’tween giants’ lips before they bite”
“In which even the ugly are a pretty sight”
“A curtain here would make it right”
“That makes my butt look mighty tight!”

Robert Frost’s classic “Two roads diverged in a yellow wood . . .” led poets down a number of literary paths, including:

“One brought bad luck to Riding Hood”
“They then merged again, it’s understood”
“Neither inviting from where I stood”
“Ask for directions, my husband should”
“I had no map, so there I stood”

And, our favorite:

“I thought to myself, ‘This can’t be good’”

Thanks to all who contributed!