Rhyme Is Relative

Who says there’s no rhyme for orange?
You can see them all over the range.
And what of the shiny silver?
Does it not make the werewolves shiver?

There is a rhyme for the color purple,
Thinking about it, though, will end and start in a circle.
What of the rare-used marathon,
Isn’t it just a run for fun?

If you think that weakness comes in a pint,
You’re wrong, since in it comes hidden might.
But I’m stumped in rhyming months,
For it, I admit that I’m a dunce.

But I can find a rhyme for the great opus,
It’s a fabulous work from someone with psychosis.
I would love to give more, but it’s dangerous,
If this poem were to be copied by a plagiarist.

Alright, maybe I’ll throw in a rhyme for wolf,
Those fierce beasts of the gulf,
I apologize if this poem can discombobulate,
I leave up to you its relatively relative fate.

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