Poems with rhymes of distaste

But left me with a deep distaste
For common speech, that still did seem
More meaningless than mountain waste,

Eyed us with angry distaste,
Awaiting the moment to snatch from the bones
The morsel she'd dropped in her haste.

His old girl seemed a shade straight-laced,
For when I called my buddy "Bill,"
She looked at me with some distaste,

A dress well chosen, or a patch misplaced,
Conciliate favour, or create distaste.

With patient heart yet deep distaste,
Like clippings from his shears down-falling,
--He, too, is Waste.

Whate'er he said, however nicely graced,
Ill-humour, inexperience, or distaste,