Rhyming competition

FinsburyParkCarrots

Ben Jonson and the poet Sylvester had a public rhyming competition. Sylvester said he'd start the ball rolling. Jonson said okay, and the olde pubbe audience was rapt in anticipation. Sylvester declaimed to Jonson:

"My name is Sylvester
And I've slept with your sister."

Rounds of laughter and quaffing of ale. Eyes on Jonson: he smiles.

Jonson stands up, and he himself intones to Sylvester:

"My name is Jonson
And I've slept with your wife."

Sylvester quips:
"That doesn't rhyme."

Jonson rejoins:
"Maybe not, but it's true, I did...."

Radar(Baba)O'Riley

That was a good one!

Snoop Dogg could wrap them both in rhymizzles