and laid him on the green

a close cousin of the holorime is the mondegreen which is a mishearing of a phrase. one of my most visceral experiences with this was when i first heard alanis morrisette’s you oughta know. her angsty lyrics in my head were:

It’s not fair, to deny me of the cross-eyed bear that you gave to me

and i was like: holy scrotumburgers alanis! if you had just kept your angst in your pants, you and your inamorato could be playing with that rascally cross-eyed bear all weekend long, teaching it to steal pick-a-nic baskets. you really blew this one big time.