Word: rhymed
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Gave Names To All The Animals," Dylan combines a reggae-influenced tune of nursery rhyme simplicity with typical crypticness. He rhymes himself all the way through the song, so by the last verse you are easily guessing the next line--"Looked like there was nothing he couldn't pull...aaah, so he called him a bull." Then Dylan gets to the verse about a snake. You know its about a snake because the animal slithers through grass and rhymes with lake. But Dylan stops there--with an oblique reference to the Garden of Eden--and doesn't say the word...
That jaunty rhyme was chanted by soldiers of the 122nd Signal Battalion as they jogged along with Jimmy Carter for three miles during an early morning run at Camp Casey, just south of the DMZ. Fresh from the seven-nation economic summit in Tokyo, Carter had arrived at Seoul's Kimpo Airport the previous evening on his first official visit to South Korea. After shaking hands with President Park Chung Hee, Carter boarded a Marine helicopter for the flight to Camp Casey, headquarters of the U.S. 2nd Division, whose troops guard the approaches to Seoul and symbolize the American...
...carries a motorcycle helmet to fend off the huge hailstones that often accompany a tornado, but the only thing he admits fearing is lightning: "There's no rhyme or reason to it." Now he turns up the AM radio and rotates the tuner, listening for the pop of static that reveals the presence of lightning in the billowing clouds overhead. There is none...
...after him. Don't do it, was Mary J.'s vote. Mary Sullivan Shea, though, was all in favor of the idea: "James M. Curley was a great man, a good man." George Donelan, a former Boston College football star (center and team captain, 1945), agreed in rhyme: "A fine idea deserving the support of one and all/ To the grandest mayor to sit in city hall." From darkest Chicago, far from the hub of the solar system, former Harvard Running Back Edward Cronin chimed in, "I proudly wish to add my name to the growing rolls...
...style. The slogan is, after all, probably the best people mover this side of earthquakes, court orders and guns. A first-rate slogan is potent indeed when properly contrived. It becomes as easy to remember as it is hard to forget. It plants itself in the consciousness by rhythm, rhyme, pith or brevity. Once there, it works not only by whatever imagery it carries but-more-by the latent emotions it mobilizes. It plays too on the verities and prejudices of its audience, balming or inflaming them according to purpose. Just so, the slogan lurks as a sort of floating...