It’s often used in lyrics
Since
the music cuts some slack
But
each time I get to hear it,
I
am taken some aback.
For
to me, who is a purist,
It’s
a point in fact that I’m
Quite
a stickler who objects to
Any
near- or almost-rhyme.
Sometimes
laziness explains it,
Or
the closeness of a word
To
a rhyming one makes writers
Think
a real rhyme will be heard.
Often
there is nothing fitting
With
the word the poet chose.
Finding
others to replace it
Is
a job each stickler knows.
There
are many who will argue
Even
Shakespeare sometimes fudged
Though
that knowledge doesn’t faze me;
My
beliefs will not be budged.
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