Can you rhyme all the time?

March 14, 2013 — by Derek Sun

I like to rhyme all the time. I’m the best even without eight hours of rest. While Dr. Seuss could spin off magical rhymes whenever he pleased in his magical children’s books, it is harder than it looks to achieve this difficult task during a normal class period.

    I like to rhyme all the time. I’m the best even without eight hours of rest. While Dr. Seuss could spin off magical rhymes whenever he pleased in his magical children’s books, it is harder than it looks to achieve this difficult task during a normal class period.

    On Feb. 28, during fifth period, I tried to only speak in rhymes, making it safe to say that I was a lot quieter than usual in my AP Environmental Science class.

    Prior to class, I compiled what I thought was an extensive list of rhymes that would help me survive my “Can you” for a whole 95-minute period.

    I could not have been more wrong. I ran out of rhymes about halfway through the class even though there were not many opportunities to talk. After I depleted my source of speech, I didn’t speak until I thought of a new rhyme.

    The worst part of this challenge was the strange looks I got from my classmates when I asked a question completely in rhyme, most notably “Could you repeat the question one more time, cause you’re a dime?”

    This question evoked laughter and strange looks until I explained my challenge, in rhyme.

    “My challenge is to rhyme all the time,” I said.

    After explaining my challenge, I was constantly bombarded by questions from my friends in an attempt to make me fail my challenge.

    I carefully deflected each question with strange rhymes including “IDK so please go away” until I couldn’t take it any more.

    During the last 30 minutes, the class was given time to work on a group project, but my group mates took it upon themselves to destroy my aspirations of succeeding in my first “can you.” They bombarded me with questions, and for the first few minutes, I calmly responded with broken and disjointed rhymes until I couldn’t do it anymore.

    They asked, “Why did the orange smell so funny?”

    I pondered for a good 30 seconds before admitting defeat. Everyone knows that nothing rhymes with orange.

    I retorted back “I hate you guys,” as they laughed at my failure and their success.
To rhyme all the time isn’t as easy as Doctor Seuss makes it look. Even though he is writing to a juvenile audience, the thought and effort put into rhyming is not as childish as it may seem. Even for 95 minutes, I could not spit a rhyme all the dang time.
 

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