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Thread: Circus: The Very Much Shorter Oxford Book of English Verse
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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I mean, have you seen some poems? They go on for pages. As a service to the culture hungry, but time starved, this thread aims to provide Famous Poems in digested form.
To Daffodils: Wordsworth
I took a walk and saw some daffs.
Was like a poem, ready penned.
Now, when life's that bit short on laffs
I find they cheer me up no end.
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Smudgie
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The Highwayman - Alfred Noyes
The highwayman and Bess, his love,
betrayed by ostler, Tim,
both died by gunshot. Now they're ghosts.
But Tim... what became of him?
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Yorick
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In the final year of the Trojan war
Achilles, piqued, would fight no more
So Hector smashed the Greeks on shore
Then killed Patroclus: spilled his gore
This roused our man- ‘Revenge!’ he swore
And popped a cap in the ass of Hector
(and with the loss of Pat he felt so sore
that he messed with the corpse to even the score)
And what came next you’ll know, of course-
They smashed up Troy with a hollow horse
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این نیز بگذرد
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Marvin the Martian
Interplanetary
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A sailor shot an albatross
A foolish avicide
It brought a curse upon his ship
And all his shipmates died
He wished that he could die as well
But that was not to be
The Lord had different plans for this
Poor wretch upon the sea
So now he's cursed to tell his tale
In every port and street
To teach God's word of love for all
The creatures that we meet
So if you see an albatross
Just stop and have a think
Of "water water everywhere,
But not a drop to drink"!
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Marvin the Martian
Interplanetary
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quote:
Originally posted by Yorick:
In the final year of the Trojan war
Achilles, piqued, would fight no more
So Hector smashed the Greeks on shore
Then killed Patroclus: spilled his gore
This roused our man- ‘Revenge!’ he swore
And popped a cap in the ass of Hector
(and with the loss of Pat he felt so sore
that he messed with the corpse to even the score)
And what came next you’ll know, of course-
They smashed up Troy with a hollow horse
![[Overused]](graemlins/notworthy.gif)
(now do the Odyssey ![[Biased]](wink.gif) )
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Hail Gallaxhar
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agingjb
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Arjuna paused before the battle
To ask if men should die like cattle.
Lord Krishna told him: "It's all right
A warrior's Dharma is to fight."
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Thyme
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quote:
Originally posted by agingjb:
Arjuna paused before the battle
To ask if men should die like cattle.
Lord Krishna told him: "It's all right
A warrior's Dharma is to fight."
"LIKE!"
(I like them all but this one especially)
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Ariel
Shipmate
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Today sitting out upon the stair
I met a man who wasn't all there.
He fixed me with a glittering eye
And bored me with an attempt to try
To tell me how he once shot a bird
And got into a mess. Word after word -
I yawned, "No more! Enough! I'm dreading
This going on - I'm late for a wedding."
I grew ruder, sniggered, and groaned
But to no avail and on he droned.
I wandered off, left the rest unheard
Muttered irritably, "What a nerd."
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agingjb
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Mr Chapman "loud and bold":
Made Homer rock like Krakatoa
And now I've found his "realms of gold".
I feel like Herschel or Balboa.
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Refraction Villanelles
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Ariston
Insane Unicorn
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Went for a walk one midlife day
It seemed as if I'd lost my way
Met up with Virgil, trusty guide
I'd pass through Hell at his side
"Look there, Dante, on your left
Is one who is of God bereft
And, going down, look to the right
Another without His holy light
Think of God's justice, beyond reason
Not bound to any mortal season
Now see the three, in mouth of one
Frozen there, 'till time is done
Now let us leave this hateful place
And see again the stars in space"
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Ariel
Shipmate
# 58
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April is the cruellest month.
The chair I sat in, like a burnished throne,
Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
Was in rats' alley, where the dead men lost their bones.
And I, Tiresias, have foresuffered all.
There is no hot water, said Sweeney. What shall we do?
Weialala leia
Wallala leialala
Woo hoo hoo
Hoo hoo hee.
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Robert Armin
All licens'd fool
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The devil fell
And Adam rose.
Then came Eve
And caused our woes.
(With apologies for the sexism.)
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Smudgie
Ship's Barnacle
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From a Railway Carriage: R L Stevenson
Train fast.
Things passed.
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Ariel
Shipmate
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Season of mists
Fruitful harvest days
O fleeting beauty of nature.
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Callan
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Beowulf fought Grendel, and rendered him quite armless.
And then killed Grendel's mother; a woman fierce and charmless.
The land was free and happy; brave Beowulf was king.
But alas it ended badly when a dragon lost his bling.
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Robert Armin
All licens'd fool
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Wordsworth loved his early years;
His poetry bores me to tears.
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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Yeats: Sailing to Byzantium
No fun being old
Just turn me to gold.
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Ariston
Insane Unicorn
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It snowed one day
I took a ride
The woods looked great
But I went on.
I took a walk
Fork in the road
I went one way
Everything changed.
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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Chaucer: the Miller's Tale
As part of the farce
You get to coo and bill -
But don't leave your arse
On the window sill.
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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John Keats: La Belle Dame Sans Merci
Alfresco sex
Can lead to a hex.
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Dafyd
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Thinking of the Waste Land, has anyone not come across these by Wendy Cope?
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we remain, thanks to original sin, much in love with talking about, rather than with, one another. Rowan Williams
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Stetson
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quote:
Originally posted by Dafyd:
Thinking of the Waste Land, has anyone not come across these by Wendy Cope?
H.P. Lovecraft wrote wrote a parody of The Waste Land, shortly after it was published.
Lovecraft copies few of Eliot's actual words and images, but rather focusses on spoofing what he evidently regarded as the pretentious and long-winded spirit of the original poem.
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Starbug
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The Lady of Shalott
She lay in the boat and floated downstream;
The mirror was broken - the end of a dream.
Singing the things that she never could say,
When he finally found her, she'd passed away.
A good thing, really, she didn't find out
Her imaginary lover was a selfish lout.
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“Oh the pointing again. They're screwdrivers! What are you going to do? Assemble a cabinet at them?” ― The Day of the Doctor
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mark_in_manchester
not waving, but...
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H.P. Lovecraft wrote wrote a parody of The Waste Land, shortly after it was published.
Mention of Lovecraft and parody brought to mind this - The Call of Cthulu, by Dr Seuss.
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"We are punished by our sins, not for them" - Elbert Hubbard
(so good, I wanted to see it after my posts and not only after those of shipmate JBohn from whom I stole it)
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Doublethink.
Ship's Foolwise Unperson
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That is fantastic.
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All political thinking for years past has been vitiated in the same way. People can foresee the future only when it coincides with their own wishes, and the most grossly obvious facts can be ignored when they are unwelcome. George Orwell
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Dafyd
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quote:
Originally posted by Firenze:
For Eliot parodies, I always liked Chard Whitlow best.
The best parody in English considered purely as a parody, though I think Lear's The Dong with the Luminous Nose manages to send up Edgar Allan Poe and also be a better serious Poe poem than any that Poe wrote himself at the same time.
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we remain, thanks to original sin, much in love with talking about, rather than with, one another. Rowan Williams
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Ariel
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This graveyard's getting a bit too dark
Lots of bodies in this dead-people park
No idea who any of them were
Not really bothered and don't much care.
Had fun reading the better tombstones
Some terrible rhymes, so lots of groans -
Wait. Stands the church clock at three past ten?
Right, time to shove off to home again.
Elegy, not written by Gray.
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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Burns: To a Louse
The louse was big,
The louse was fat,
The louse was on
A wumman's hat.
That's the story -
Here's the sermon:
Folk will always
Clock your vermin.
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Robert Armin
All licens'd fool
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Had we but world enough and time,
But yet we don't, it's such a crime.
So darling, pull your knickers down,
I want to screw you while in town.
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Lamb Chopped
Ship's kebab
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Listen, my children, and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere.
Hardly a man's alive, ye ken,
Who remembers that poem from start to end...
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Er, this is what I've been up to (book).
Oh, that you would rend the heavens and come down!
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Vulpior
Foxier than Thou
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A man on a horse in a wood
Arrived as he promised he should.
He called from outside
But no-one replied.
They listened; just ghosts in the hood.
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Ariel
Shipmate
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Dirck sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and me;
I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three;
We went through the night and we went through the day
Gallopy gallopy the whole bloomin' way!
And all I remember is friends flocking round
As I sat with my head 'twixt my knees on the ground
Asking what happened and they told me and said
"Why didn't you just email or phone us instead?"
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Heavenly Anarchist
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quote:
Originally posted by Robert Armin:
Had we but world enough and time,
But yet we don't, it's such a crime.
So darling, pull your knickers down,
I want to screw you while in town.
This made me laugh out loud ![[Smile]](smile.gif)
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Dog Activity Monitor
My shop
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QLib
Bad Example
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Nightingales sang in a wood:
Jolly good.
People who think they're sad
Must be mad.
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Starbug
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Water, water, everywhere -
It makes me so damn cross;
If I can't find a drink, I'll shoot
That bloody albatross.
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Stetson
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Walt Whitman: Song Of Myself
You name it, I am it.
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Lamb Chopped
Ship's kebab
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Sumer is ycumen in:
Lewd sing cuckoo!
And every other friggin' bird out there, stuffing the eaves with nests and making out in the street.
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Er, this is what I've been up to (book).
Oh, that you would rend the heavens and come down!
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Welease Woderwick
Sister Incubus Nightmare
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Should you ask whence these stories
Whence these legends and traditions
About some young Red Indian princeling
[Native American, First Nations people]
That go on for days, weeks, months, years
As he meets young Minniehaha
And their trials underwent together
[All in trochaic tetrameter]
Before she dies like an operatic heroine
Before his conversion in the last pages
To the God of the white colonists.
The End
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I give thanks for unknown blessings already on their way.
Fancy a break in South India?
Accessible Homestay Guesthouse in Central Kerala, contact me for details
What part of Matt. 7:1 don't you understand?
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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Birkir kills Fafnir.
'Revenge!' The women cry.
Eldur kills Gunnar.
'Your turn to die!'
Goti kills Hafnar.
'Blood must blood supply!'
Himar kills Jorvi
And before the gore is dry
Knut kills Lars
'Revenge!' The women cry.
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Ariel
Shipmate
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Odysseus, king of Ithaca,
Went off to fight some war
Left his wife and son at home
As he had done before.
War won, he made for Ithaca
But took a scenic route
Stopped off at several islands
And plundered them for loot.
Odysseus, king of Ithaca,
Embarked on a ten-year cruise
Stopped off at yet more islands
For feasting, fun and booze.
Sometimes he thought of Ithaca
On one night of food and wine
He looked around in the morning
And found all his crew were swine.
Odysseus, king of Ithaca
Got back home in the end
Found his wife a-marrying a man
He once had called his friend.
Should he stay in Ithaca?
Ten full years had now passed...
The Trojan War had come and gone –
Well, he was home at last.
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QLib
Bad Example
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Pious Aeneas fled far his home
Loved Dido; left her. Founded Rome.
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Penny S
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I don't know what version
You drew on to write.
But you cast an aspersion
That isn't quite right.
Not according to Homer,
The first to compose
The tale of that roamer,
No slight did expose.
I have an attachment to the honour of she whose name I bear.
The Returns explored a variety of themes.
Remarriage 1.
Clytemnestra took an axe
and gave Cassandra twenty whacks.
And when she saw what she had done,
gave Agamemnon twenty one.
Remarriage 2.
Diomedes in coming home
Found his wife was "moving on"
So he moved on, not quite to Rome,
Thinking he was better gone.
Remarriage 3.
Didn't happen. How much more do I have to unpick this plot?
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Robert Armin
All licens'd fool
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Beowulf once went off roaming,
Found a monster in the gloaming;
Knocked him off, then killed his mum,
But by a dragon he got done.
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Keeping fit was an obsession with Fr Moity .... He did chin ups in the vestry, calisthenics in the pulpit, and had developed a series of Tai-Chi exercises to correspond with ritual movements of the Mass. The Antipope Robert Rankin
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Firenze
Ordinary decent pagan
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'Bella's taken up with a common chap'
'Is that so? We can't have that!'
'Larry, old boy, we have a mood
To take a ride in a deep dark wood'
'Isa dear, what have you got
Buried in that basil pot?'
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jacobsen
seeker
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Lady in tower
Trapped in her bower
Sees a knight,
Gorgeous wight.
From mirror turns
At once learns
That death is nigh.
With one sigh
She kicks the bucket.
As she saw,
So she must suck it.
She's not large
So in a barge
Downstream floats
Among the boats.
Knight's regretful
But forgetful
And as we've seen
Lays a queen.
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But God, holding a candle, looks for all who wander, all who search. - Shifra Alon
Beauty fades, dumb is forever-Judge Judy
The man who made time, made plenty.
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