Wow, this is the final episode of Something Rhymes With Purple. Susie, Gyles, and all of us at Purple HQ want to say a massive THANK YOU for being the best audience in the whole wide world. 

We have had such fun making these episodes, and of course we had to finish with a listener correspondence special.

Thank you for an amazing 5 years. SRWP - over and out!

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Enjoy Susie’s Trio for the week: 

Optriculum: Something whose name you can’t remember for the moment.

Discumgalligumfricated:Greatly astonished but pleased.

Hiptiminigy: A cry that expressed exuberance of spirit.

Gyles' poem this week was the infamous 'Our Revels Now Are Ended' quote by Prospero in The Tempest by William Shakespeare

Our revels now are ended. These our actors, 

As I foretold you, were all spirits and 

Are melted into air, into thin air: 

And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, 

The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, 

The solemn temples, the great globe itself, 

Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve 

And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, 

Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff 

As dreams are made on, and our little life 

Is rounded with a sleep.

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