Strange poetry request

[cuffy]

Ok my clever little org'ers i need help with a discussion were having in the office.
It's poetry related :confused:
Someone was on about hearing a poem on radio 2 the other week, they dont know the author or the name of it and the way they've described it is...
"It's a poem that uses the same words but explains about the different meanings"
It's a light hearted poem.....
I know it doesn't make a lot of sense, but neither does my work colleague :D

TIA
Cuffy

[Ping]

So.. I had a look for you and got really bored so here:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poetry

Hope you find what you're looking for. :lol:

:)

[gettin2dizzy]

It was a poem on Chris Evans show, which played on heteronymy in the English language. It was really well done, I'm suprised it isn't published on the site. I've scoured google too, but can't find it. It'll be on one of the podcasts, possibly last weeks if not the week before.
hth

[Ping]

So you want the name of the poem and the author or the style of poem?... :confused:

[cuffy]

It was a poem on Chris Evans show, which played on heteronymy in the English language. It was really well done, I'm suprised it isn't published on the site. I've scoured google too, but can't find it. It'll be on one of the podcasts, possibly last weeks if not the week before.
hth
Yup, thats the one but we don't know who it's by, i've googled it but drawn a blank :(

Free choccy bar to the winner, c'mon ping, i'll even put my old fire brigade uniform on ;)

[Ping]

Ah, I've not got a hope in hell of finding it... I didn't hear it as I don't listen to chris evans... So nowhere to start. :p

[cuffy]

I've searched his podcasts but again drawn a blank, might have to e mail the ginger ninja and ask him :rolleyes:

[cuffy]

The style of poem is a "homonym"
Even googling that i cant find it :compcrash:

[cuffy]

YAY!!!! i found it :thumbsup:

I take it you already know
Of tough and bough and cough and dough?
Others may stumble but not you
On hiccough, thorough, slough and through.
Well done! And now you wish perhaps,
To learn of less familiar traps?
Beware of heard, a dreadful word
That looks like beard and sounds like bird.
And dead, it's said like bed, not bead-
for goodness' sake don't call it 'deed'!
Watch out for meat and great and threat
(they rhyme with suite and straight and debt).

A moth is not a moth in mother,
Nor both in bother, broth, or brother,
And here is not a match for there,
Nor dear and fear for bear and pear,
And then there's doze and rose and lose-
Just look them up- and goose and choose,
And cork and work and card and ward
And font and front and word and sword,
And do and go and thwart and cart-
Come, I've hardly made a start!
A dreadful language? Man alive!
I'd learned to speak it when I was five!
And yet to write it, the more I sigh,
I'll not learn how 'til the day I die.

[Pedrosa]

She was only the vicar's daughter,

But she had us all in fits,

[Warthog]

Hehe thats a great poem. It is surely harder to get over the radio though?