Much Of A Plush

My son and I were talking and he said something-something “much of a plush” and we looked at each other, giggling about the funny almost-rhyme he had employed in casual conversation. As I explained that I’d call what he said a slant-rhyme and encouraged him to try some more, he challenged me to write a poem containing his slant-rhyme phrase and said he would write one, too. So here they are (mine first, his below)--

It isn’t much
but my Boy?
he’s such a Love
all the Joy
a gift from above
Much of a love
all the Much
muchie joyish
What’s the fuss?
I can’t start
with much of a plush
when my Kid
is most of the Much
Here in my Heart
most of it all
all the Love