NI chap - "Powerm" ish.

Doesn't everyone pronounce it with two syllabllbllblles, except people who don't speak English?

Is he Welsh too then?

I think it's one of those words that is correctly pronounced with two syllables, but the vowel cluster can be elided to fit meter.

OooOOoo! My name's Steve, I know words!

Actually, the truncation of words to fit meter does have a name, and I can't remember it, and I hate you*.


*don't hate you. I don't want to, you know, make people think I'm mental, or anything.

There was a young man called kalmar
Who fixed roofs with his trusty mate Anwar
But once again we're big fools
We hung him til he drooled
And now he's, errrrr. Damn you non-rhyming name.

Ask a Northern Irish person to pronounce Poem. I'm not going to try to spell it, but it sounds excellent.

OK, I am going to try a Limerick today.

"Kalmar, a townie of stature,
Caught by the lynch-mob dispatcher!"
But within a week
Each roof had a leak
- He was the townies' best Thatcher.

Northern Irish? I really hope you sound like Gerry Adams!

I was born and bred in Bedfordshire...

Fuck no. I was born right up in North Bedfordshire.

Here, actually.

Oh, I know roughly the area. Near Grafham Water.

Mr. Russ showed judgement poor
By joking of his mob rapport
Swung from the neck; quick, clean, no gore
They had strung up the townie's whore.

I did not enjoy Russ's death
But rhyming is what I do beath...

Not bad Mimi, but you've got a mismatch of syllables

I wasn't counting to be honest. I don't tend to unless I am trying to stick to a standard form, like a limerick or something like that (not that I sit here all day making up rhymes, you understand, oh no! ahem...) But that reads properly to me, without actually counting syllables or such.

The syllables I do not count
When judging every line's amount
Of words which will so neatly fit
And scan correctly to the meter that I have assigned so specifically to it.

There was a young lady called Mimi
Whose feet were especially teeny
Despite being funky
She's now orphaned monkey
By being killed and getting all screamy.

There was a young lady called Mimi
Whose feet were especially teeny
Despite being funky
She's now orphaned monkey
By being killed and getting all screamy.

Her name was Mimi, she had a monkey,
And a lion on her head,
but now she's surely dead,
She's now swingin', a hemp fandango,
Her feet high in the air,
we kicked away the chair,
Thought she was the mob, she did a retail job,
She was young and had a monkey,
Who could ask for more?

She wasn't Cosa! (Co!) Cosa Nostra! (Cosa Nostra!)
We thought she was up on their roster!
No not Cosa! (Co!) Cosa Nostra! (Cosa Nostra)
Murder and Fashion are always the passion,
For the Cosa.... but they weren't she.

(Cosa, Cosa Nostra)

His name was Pundy, he's so sorry,
He damned her easily,
left her swaying from a tree,
He feels stupid, she was a townie,
his accusation false,
now she ain't got no pulse ,
Spoiling for a fight, didn't turn out right.
She had so much wisdom to offer us,
But now she's dead!

She wasn't Cosa! (Co!) Cosa Nostra! (Cosa Nostra!)
We thought she was up on their roster!
No not Cosa! (Co!) Cosa Nostra! (Cosa Nostra)
Murder and Fashion are always the passion,
For the Cosa.... but they weren't she.

(Cosa, Cosa Nostra)

Her name was Mimi, she had a monkey,
And a lion on her head,
but now she's surely dead,
She's now swingin', a hemp fandango,
Her feet high in the air,
we kicked away the chair,
Thought she was the mob, she did a retail job,
She was young and had a monkey,
Who could ask for more?

She wasn't Cosa! (Co!) Cosa Nostra! (Cosa Nostra!)
We thought she was up on their roster!
No not Cosa! (Co!) Cosa Nostra! (Cosa Nostra)
Murder and Fashion are always the passion,
For the Cosa.... but they weren't she.

(Cosa, Cosa Nostra)

His name was Pundy, he's so sorry,
He damned her easily,
left her swaying from a tree,
He feels stupid, she was a townie,
his accusation false,
now she hasn't got a pulse ,
Spoiling for a fight, didn't turn out right.
She had so much wisdom to offer us,
But now she's dead!

She wasn't Cosa! (Co!) Cosa Nostra! (Cosa Nostra!)
We thought she was up on their roster!
No not Cosa! (Co!) Cosa Nostra! (Cosa Nostra)
Murder and Fashion are always the passion,
For the Cosa.... but they weren't she.

(Cosa, Cosa Nostra)