A while ago I took the first line of a famous poem and then created my own. Here’s another… a sonnet of course…
Shall I compare thee to a Summer’s day
Or chocolate spread on buttered toast?
Both sound grand, warm and cozy but that’s most-
-ly rubbish, cos one’s a mess, the other’s grey.
The thing is, you see, we’re prone to praise
Anything the Bard declaimed, even if , on
Close inspection, it’s clear to all that none
Of it makes much sense and it’s just a phrase
That fits the scan. We think we see some uni-
-versal truth when actually all he’s done
Is resort to glib cliché. See, no-one
Is beyond trite. Even the great are puny
When spread thin. My advice is: Leave the poet
To do his thing, or you’ll surely rue it.
You do make me giggle!
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Hummmmm. Is that a sword I see before me
Or just lines on paper being twee.
The washing machine gets very hot
Still Mrs MacBeth can’t rid the spot.
A gentle man from Verona
Slipped and bashed his head… He’s ina coma.
Your right Geoff old Willie Spokeshave is a big fraud….then what am I ? 😊💜💜💜
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Quite. Always ripping off others
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Yes indeed 💜
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In dear old Wills defence I think even the most cliche’d statement would once have been an original thought…………. My fav lines: the first two closely followed by ‘Even the great are puny When spread thin.’ Brilliant the last one and hilarious the first two (causing yet another splutter of hot coffee!) (I have to learn to put the coffee cup down before I open your post!) Your dad would be proud!!
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I’d like to think I’d get a ‘not bad, boy’ which was the highest compliment
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That’s putting Will in his place! I do love the comparison to colocate spread on buttered toast!
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Ha yes v important!
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Well, chocolate. Not sure “colocate” sounds edible!
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No you’d be on the move with that for sure
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Ha!
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I once had to fill a page with iambic pentameter lines. They get stuck in your head and everything starts to come out in that rhythm. I can see a similar thing happened to you here.
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I know I’m a sucker for it and it’s difficult to go elsewhere… there must be a support group….
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