[Cowman]

The most artful deployment of the "love/glove" rhyme is a magnificently dismissive anti-romantic sentiment in Professor Henry Higgins' mysogynist masterpiece, "Let A Woman In Your Life” from My Fair Lady:



You want to talk of Keats or Milton

She only wants to talk of love

You go to see a play or ballet

And spend it searching for her glove…



I can do better than that

Ahem...

If you're gonna love, You had better wear the glove.

thank you

[andrewwood]

Sometime past Mark wrote another column on the same subject of the effect of the limited number of words that rhyme with love
In that column written for a British paper he came up with one more word derived from what he called an "estuary English" colloquial for brother

it went something like this.

"last night I came over for a night of burning love,
we spent it watching footie on the telly with your bruv"