There’s a chime in the rhyme,
And a climb in the time.
There’s a can in the van,
And a man in the plan.
A wren in the glen
And a pen in the den.
A tot in the cot,
And a clot in the pot.
A sag in the flag,
And a mag in the bag.
A pun in the son,
And a bun in the nun.
A pin in the bin,
And a fin in the tin.
A frog in the log,
And a dog in the bog.
A peg in the leg,
And an egg in the keg.
A trip in the ship,
And a chip in the dip.
A mop in the slop,
And a cop in the shop.
A gnat in the hat,
And a cat in the vat.
A nurse in the hearse,
And a curse in the verse.