Poem Parodies II

Originally published on: 27/03/2011

Four more. I may have to change stuff later (especially my not-so-great drawings) but since I don’t get graded on my blog, I might as well put them up now.

The Spider and the Fly

He called her once and twice and thrice

Then praised her, and she paid the price –

Walked into his den

Just to be eaten.

Beware of those who are too nice.

Original poem: http://www.poetry-online.org/howitt_the_spider_and_the_fly_funny.htm

The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock

Italian preludes are fancy

More so when the future is chancy

Chuck your coffee spoon

Because very soon

Your real life will seem like a fant’sy.

Original poem: http://www.poetry-online.org/eliot_the_love_song_j_alfred_prufrock.htm

Ode on the Death of a Favourite Cat

The snow-white cat reached out to steal

Two fish for her afternoon meal

But slipped in a flash

And with a great splash

She drowned in the waters of teal.

Original poem: http://www.potw.org/archive/potw90.html

My cat looks weird too. I HAVE to redraw it)

The Lotos-Eaters

Why is spelling such a big deal

When it’s not the lotus for real?

The sailors tasted

The drug, got wasted

And travel lost all its appeal.

Original poem: http://www.poetry-online.org/tennyson_lotos_eaters.htm

Poem Parodies

Originally published on: 27/03/2011

Don’t have the time for a separate blog post because of all the work I have to do for college, so I figured that using some of my stuff for college as a blog post would be a good idea.

So, here are some poems I rewrote as limericks (with my own patronizing interpretations, of course)

Porphyria’s Lover

Her lover did not want to share

With others her long golden hair

So went on to use

The locks as a noose

To kill her. Rapunzel beware.

Original poem: http://quotations.about.com/cs/poemlyrics/a/Porphyrias_Love.htm

Lucy poems

Alas, I shall never know why

Poems about her multiply.

I should know by now

She is dead somehow

And shines like diamonds in the sky.

Original poem: http://www.poetry-archive.com/w/lucy.html

Lochinvar

He arrived at her time of need

So from her dumb groom she was freed

And they galloped away.

He was real brave, they say,

But shouldn’t someone praise the steed?

Original poem: http://www.poetry-online.org/scott_sir_walter_lochinvar.htm

(My horse looks weird. I knew I should have drawn another Unihorn instead)

Shakespearean sonnet XVIII

Love of mine, someday you’ll die,

But have no fear, baby don’t cry.

My epic sonnet

With your name on it

Will remain forever so fly!

Original poem: http://www.poetry-online.org/shakespeare_sonnet_18_shall_i_compare_thee_to_a_summers_day.htm

Putting up another set of these as soon as I’m done drawing a couple more pictures.