I never knew an occasional poem yet that was worthy of an immortal." "That's precisely why I want to write one occasional poem.

I'd make it worthy," Shakespeare answered.

"Like this, for instance: _Most fair, most sweet, most beauteous of ladies_, _The greatest charm in all ye realm of Hades_.
Why, my dear Doctor, such an opportunity for rhyming Hades with ladies should not be lost." "That just proves what I said," said Johnson.

"Any idiot can make ladies rhyme with Hades.

It requires absolute genius to avoid the temptation.
You are great enough to make Hades rhyme with bicycle if you choose to do it--but no, you succumb to the temptation to be commonplace.