If the world spoke in rhyme,

I think we might start giving each other more time,

To listen carefully to what the other says,

I wonder if it would lead to happier days?

“I hate you” could no longer be said in three syllables,

Instead, it would be disgust, repulsion, loathing,

When I look at you I wish you were choking,

But could we say that or would we feel despicable?

What about those who can’t think of the spot?

For a word that can rhyme and still make sense,

Would we allow the time or would we just say they were dense?

But it could be that to rhyme is something they just need to be taught.

And at the same time if people have to think,

About what they say before they open their mouths to speak,

They may think twice before they make someone feel like a freak,

Or we may end up turning even more people to drink!

“I love you” would mean so much more,

Passion, beauty, the way that you smile,

Makes my life worthwhile,

To speak in rhyme; Ja’dore

But rhyme is not for everyone,

Some people would rather speak with a gun

Interesting thing you say,

you want to rhyme everyday.

Well, with rhyming everything we say,

Would be like watching a funny play.

I say hey and you say nay,

I say no and you say so.

That could be possibly fun, for some.

I think I would just run!

Being stuck in the land of Dr. Seuss,

Might make me crazy enough to want a noose!

I think I'll pass on a world that rhymes all the time.

This world fits me just fine.

Fuck yeah I want fries with that

And if you short me on the ketchup

I’m gonna have to bust a cap

It’s gangsta gangsta

Cruisin low in my Prius

Driving slower with my ma

Just to show I’m courteous

Pull up to the senior home

Yeah ma this is where you go

Time to mingle play some bingo

And the quartet will sing that

Motherfuckin jingle

Alright ma I’m gonna bounce

Have fun I’m off to grab an ounce

Then I’ll go to the tire shop

Gotta damn slow leak to stop

No sir I don’t have cash

Gonna have to pay with the debit

And I got a mess on my dash

I’m hoping you’d kindly scrub a dub it

Fuck no I ain’t givin you a tip

You already overcharge

A rip off that’s large

And all I can say is I’m done okay

With this rhyming day

DJD

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06-17-16

If the whole world spoke only in rhymes, 

It would be fun, so much fun at times

People will be forced to say nothing but the truth 

and for those who refused, for once they will be mute

Rhyming our words cant be too bad 

when Dad rhymes with sad

care rhymes with dear, 

and share and fair 

black rhymes with rock 

and trump rhymes with dump 

it would be so much fun if the world just spoke with rhymes

we would dance to poems, playing tunes in our minds. 

Some people couldn't talk

Because they can't rhyme.

.

.

.

Yeah.

I'm screwed.

If the world spoke only in rhymes, ah what a glorious time!

Everyone would think before they would speak,

No idiots allowed, all fools rendered meek.

This would be a place where only brilliance shined,

And the rest would be fodder to die in the vines.

Our hearts would be true to the magic of rhyme,

And our souls forever intertwined in wine!

Its elegance, its drama, its emotion laid bare,

For all to taste, for all for but to stare!

Words are like liquids that pass between our lips.

Its subtle taste slowly opens, and then drips,

We recognize the very best and welcome them more,

To bring what they can, to give all they have in store.

Rhyme lends to creativity, to verses anew,More than anyone else could ever hope to do!

If the world spoke only in rhymes, what would become of me?

The blood, sweat, and tears of every author would be useless

The works of history would be lost to the sea

Almost every word I've written would be for nothing

Almost every word I've spoken would be gone

Music would be nothing but a conversation

Conversation would be nothing but poetry.

Poetry could not be special

If the world rhymed

Even this poem

Would not

Exist.

If the whole world spoke only in rhyme

then I suppose we'd have become accustomed to it since the beginning of our own time.

So, would anything really change?

If it is the way it's always been would communication actually rearrange?

No. Instead our rhymes would be quite natural, like walking, talking, breathing and writing.

Perhaps.

Perhaps though, if at this very moment it was declared we must only speak in rhyme?

Why then the entire world would tilt on its axis!

No longer aimlessly drifting through we would put forth more effort in the way we relate

Or

Instead, never try to relate at all.