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CloseOkay, here's the deal. I write, and I like writing. Now and again I try to keep the old literary muscle in shape by challenging myself in various ways. One way I do this is in doing writing challenges without knowing ahead of time what they're going to be, and that's where you guys come in.
My focus at the moment will be poems and parody songs. If you want me to do a poem, give me a subject and a style. If you want me to do a parody song, tell me which song you want me to write a parody of (and optionally the subject of the parody). I'll tackle these in the order people post them (assuming anyone posts).
Hit me!
My focus at the moment will be poems and parody songs. If you want me to do a poem, give me a subject and a style. If you want me to do a parody song, tell me which song you want me to write a parody of (and optionally the subject of the parody). I'll tackle these in the order people post them (assuming anyone posts).
Hit me!
Irili
3198
A sonnet about life without stuffed animals.
No, seriously, that would be awful. Doesn't have to be a sonnet I guess. I just like them.
No, seriously, that would be awful. Doesn't have to be a sonnet I guess. I just like them.
"Rescue Daisy"
I threw a ball made of fire
I am a hero for hire
The situation is dire
And now you're in my way
When I jump it makes a sound
Searching and looking around
For where my girl can be found
But now you're in my way
You took my honey
Hey, look, floating money
I, guess, that's quite funny
What have you done with my baby?
Hey I will get you
And this is crazy
'cause I'm a plumber
Who'll rescue Daisy
It's hard to look right
For my baby
But I'm a plumber
I'll rescue Daisy
Hey I will get you
And this is crazy
'cause I'm a plumber
Who'll rescue Daisy
As your subordinates
Try to chase me
But I'm a plumber
I'll rescue Daisy
I went through deserts so dry
Swam in the sea low and high
I even flew through the sky
But still you're in my way
I flew around fore and aft
Though I knew it was daft
Found your alien craft
But it's in my way
You took my honey
Hey, look, floating money
I, guess, that's quite funny
What have you done with my baby?
Hey I will get you
And this is crazy
'cause I'm a plumber
Who'll rescue Daisy
It's hard to look right
For my baby
But I'm a plumber
I'll rescue Daisy
Hey I will get you
And this is crazy
'cause I'm a plumber
Who'll rescue Daisy
As your subordinates
Try to chase me
But I'm a plumber
I'll rescue Daisy
Before you done kidnapped my girl
I missed her so bad
I missed her so bad
I missed her so, so bad
Before you done kidnapped my girl
I missed her so bad
And you should know that
I missed her so, so bad
It's hard to look right
For my baby
'cause I'm a plumber
I'll rescue Daisy
Hey I will get you
And this is crazy
'cause I'm a plumber
Who'll rescue Daisy
As your subordinates
Try to chase me
But I'm a plumber
I'll rescue Daisy
Before you done kidnapped my girl
I missed her so bad
I missed her so bad
I missed her so, so bad
Before you done kidnapped my girl
I missed her so bad
And you should know that
I'll rescue Daisy!
I threw a ball made of fire
I am a hero for hire
The situation is dire
And now you're in my way
When I jump it makes a sound
Searching and looking around
For where my girl can be found
But now you're in my way
You took my honey
Hey, look, floating money
I, guess, that's quite funny
What have you done with my baby?
Hey I will get you
And this is crazy
'cause I'm a plumber
Who'll rescue Daisy
It's hard to look right
For my baby
But I'm a plumber
I'll rescue Daisy
Hey I will get you
And this is crazy
'cause I'm a plumber
Who'll rescue Daisy
As your subordinates
Try to chase me
But I'm a plumber
I'll rescue Daisy
I went through deserts so dry
Swam in the sea low and high
I even flew through the sky
But still you're in my way
I flew around fore and aft
Though I knew it was daft
Found your alien craft
But it's in my way
You took my honey
Hey, look, floating money
I, guess, that's quite funny
What have you done with my baby?
Hey I will get you
And this is crazy
'cause I'm a plumber
Who'll rescue Daisy
It's hard to look right
For my baby
But I'm a plumber
I'll rescue Daisy
Hey I will get you
And this is crazy
'cause I'm a plumber
Who'll rescue Daisy
As your subordinates
Try to chase me
But I'm a plumber
I'll rescue Daisy
Before you done kidnapped my girl
I missed her so bad
I missed her so bad
I missed her so, so bad
Before you done kidnapped my girl
I missed her so bad
And you should know that
I missed her so, so bad
It's hard to look right
For my baby
'cause I'm a plumber
I'll rescue Daisy
Hey I will get you
And this is crazy
'cause I'm a plumber
Who'll rescue Daisy
As your subordinates
Try to chase me
But I'm a plumber
I'll rescue Daisy
Before you done kidnapped my girl
I missed her so bad
I missed her so bad
I missed her so, so bad
Before you done kidnapped my girl
I missed her so bad
And you should know that
I'll rescue Daisy!
"Life without Stuffed Animals"
When I consider life without my friends
The fluffy ones with which I share my woes
Not least of all because of chilly toes
A hole inside my heart the prospect rends
Luckily this horror story tends
To only be a fictional repose
As any old stuffed toy collector knows
They'll be with you until the world it ends
The animals you keep inside your heart
The only things you trust beyond compare
The ones you turn to when you are in need
No force on earth can keep us all apart
When I need them I know they will be there
For all of my stuffed toys are friends indeed.
When I consider life without my friends
The fluffy ones with which I share my woes
Not least of all because of chilly toes
A hole inside my heart the prospect rends
Luckily this horror story tends
To only be a fictional repose
As any old stuffed toy collector knows
They'll be with you until the world it ends
The animals you keep inside your heart
The only things you trust beyond compare
The ones you turn to when you are in need
No force on earth can keep us all apart
When I need them I know they will be there
For all of my stuffed toys are friends indeed.
ivoryjones
75
Ahaha this is great Trihan xD (would it be too much to post another one again? :P)
An "ABAB" type of poem about all things bittersweet. :>
An "ABAB" type of poem about all things bittersweet. :>
A hug and a kiss when your interview failed
The ending to movies like Marley & Me
The hand on the window for relatives jailed
The lemon in puddings, the sugar in tea.
The heartfelt apology just out of time
The choice between lovers, the sun during rain
A miscarried child or a justified crime
With the promise that life will bloom someday again.
The baby bird longing to soar through the air
The sugar on those cola bottles you eat
There is one common quality all these things share
And that is that I think they're all bittersweet.
The ending to movies like Marley & Me
The hand on the window for relatives jailed
The lemon in puddings, the sugar in tea.
The heartfelt apology just out of time
The choice between lovers, the sun during rain
A miscarried child or a justified crime
With the promise that life will bloom someday again.
The baby bird longing to soar through the air
The sugar on those cola bottles you eat
There is one common quality all these things share
And that is that I think they're all bittersweet.
A villanelle about the art of writing a villanelle. Or something, if that's too hard.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Villanelle
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Villanelle
I'll write a villanelle
Derives from villanella
I think I'm doing well
The second stanza's hell
But I'm a rhyming fella
I'll write a villanelle
As you can clearly tell
This isn't a novella
I think I'm doing well
The rain today it fell
I needed my umbrella
I'll write a villanelle
Perhaps this rhyme I'll sell
Yes, nothing would be swella
I think I'm doing well
And there's the final bell
It wasn't a capella
I'll write a villanelle
I think I'm doing well.
Derives from villanella
I think I'm doing well
The second stanza's hell
But I'm a rhyming fella
I'll write a villanelle
As you can clearly tell
This isn't a novella
I think I'm doing well
The rain today it fell
I needed my umbrella
I'll write a villanelle
Perhaps this rhyme I'll sell
Yes, nothing would be swella
I think I'm doing well
And there's the final bell
It wasn't a capella
I'll write a villanelle
I think I'm doing well.
"Hey you! What are you doing here?"
Declared a voice inside my ear
I couldn't quite determine who possessed the voice that spoke
I said "My friend I do declare
I am not here; it's you who's there!"
And round about that time it was the time when I awoke
For I had been asleep you see
Consumed I was with lethargy
But now awake I saw that I was trapped inside a lift
The purple meerkat gave a wave
I kindly asked him to behave
And in return he gave to me a very precious gift
"This hat will keep you safe from threat
It's made from half a football net
Its most important function is it keeps the groobs away."
And at that news I gave a cheer!
As long as I was trapped in here
The groobs would just torment me in their mischief-making way
I thanked the kat, he gave a nod
Then transmorphed into P.C. Plod
Who snatched from me my hat and then refused to give it back
I cried "You fool what have you done?
Without the hat I'll have to run
For in the next few moments sir, the groobs will all attack!"
The policeman laughed just as I feared
Then all at once he disappeared
The groobs all went as well and I was left alone and thinking
It was all just hallucination
Brought on by a combination
Paranoia coupled with a lot of heavy drinking.
Declared a voice inside my ear
I couldn't quite determine who possessed the voice that spoke
I said "My friend I do declare
I am not here; it's you who's there!"
And round about that time it was the time when I awoke
For I had been asleep you see
Consumed I was with lethargy
But now awake I saw that I was trapped inside a lift
The purple meerkat gave a wave
I kindly asked him to behave
And in return he gave to me a very precious gift
"This hat will keep you safe from threat
It's made from half a football net
Its most important function is it keeps the groobs away."
And at that news I gave a cheer!
As long as I was trapped in here
The groobs would just torment me in their mischief-making way
I thanked the kat, he gave a nod
Then transmorphed into P.C. Plod
Who snatched from me my hat and then refused to give it back
I cried "You fool what have you done?
Without the hat I'll have to run
For in the next few moments sir, the groobs will all attack!"
The policeman laughed just as I feared
Then all at once he disappeared
The groobs all went as well and I was left alone and thinking
It was all just hallucination
Brought on by a combination
Paranoia coupled with a lot of heavy drinking.
My Elgygem did serve me well
Sadness fills me now it's passed
I thought companionship would last
But it went straight down to hell
Sadness fills me now it's passed
I thought companionship would last
But it went straight down to hell
A woman there was and her eyes they were big
So incredibly large they took over her face
She never did sleep for her eyes couldn't shut
Due to eyelids as big as the ones for a bin
In all other respects she's as small as a twig
Which makes all other features look quite out of place
It bothers her greatly, she's stuck in this rut
She is starting to feel like her eyes are a sin
She met with a doctor, he cared not a fig
Accepting the challenge and setting the pace
He made her prosthetics from parts of her gut
But sadly the fake eyelids wouldn't stay in
She started a solo career--got a gig
As a singer she went on with passion and grace
Eventually eyelids were made from her butt
So at closing her eyelids she'll finally win
So incredibly large they took over her face
She never did sleep for her eyes couldn't shut
Due to eyelids as big as the ones for a bin
In all other respects she's as small as a twig
Which makes all other features look quite out of place
It bothers her greatly, she's stuck in this rut
She is starting to feel like her eyes are a sin
She met with a doctor, he cared not a fig
Accepting the challenge and setting the pace
He made her prosthetics from parts of her gut
But sadly the fake eyelids wouldn't stay in
She started a solo career--got a gig
As a singer she went on with passion and grace
Eventually eyelids were made from her butt
So at closing her eyelids she'll finally win
