Punning

 The Forsythia is blooming now 

for-sigh-thee-ah

I was corrected by one who knew

I persisted in calling it for-sith-ee-ah

before I was schooled

It was named after Mrs For-sigh-th

She told me, and fortunately

I haven’t forgot

But what is that saying?

A rose by any other name

And then we looked at the mountains

across on the mainland

I was ashamed, I didn’t know their names

But I was relieved she didn’t know them either

They should have signs on them I told her

With big letters like the Hollywood sign

And she laughed, which was a good sign.

challenge: to write a poem that uses alliteration and punning. See if you can’t work in references to at least one word you have trouble spelling, and one that you’ve never quite been able to perfectly remember the meaning of.

I sort of veered off on this prompt, oh well