This is the name
For two the same
And one somewhat different
The sound just sings
Because it’s how three things
Should be
It would be twee
If all three
Rhymed (perfectly x)
Nor is it a rhyming sandwich
Enclosing the difference, which
Would be consequently diminished
Instead, the rhyming pair
Sound not long hanging in the air
Are but the prelude
The first two ones
May be silver and bronze
But they are not gold
No matter how profoundly they speak
Each cannot be more than a peak
On the slopes of a greater mountain
Or like two tall vines
Creeping tropical climes
But shaded by the forest canopy tree
For as every tourist’s camera knows
You don’t focus on the buffalos
If you can see a lion
Two apples by a pair
Two dull, one fair
To draw the eye
You want ice and tonic with your gin
Of course you’d want all three therein
But only one’s the punchline
But enough of this obtuse elliptive
For in truth it’s getting quite prescriptive
Triplets by rote
It’s not even that onerous
Assuming you can find two words
That barely even rhyme
And so it continues
Rhymes pulled from menus
Until the end
(C) PolemicAlex 2024