Two untitled poems written as an exercise in rhyming

For these poems, we were supposed to find words that rhyme in the rhyming dictionary, and make a poem out of them. The first is my favorite, though I think the second has more interesting meter.

There stood a boy, Pierre
In that grand and regal square
And on his face there was a stare
For, hanging in the chill night air
There, before all eyes was bare

An ominous nightmare.

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Out from the midst of that great throng
There rose an earnest chief
Who began to sing out great and strong
A love song.

The song, it was a rich motif
Beautiful, though long
Many did pull forth their handkerchief
That ode to spinach leaf.

His song, it became so long
The crowd wished for a relief
But they found that, all along
There was no love song.

That song, it was not to spinach leaf,
But was a longing for a lunch
Of corned beef!