Parody Poems
#parody
Parody poems, amusing poetry using exaggeration, or caricature, for comic effect. Parody poems intentionally imitate a style or situation, creating humor through exaggeration, to ridicule the subject matter.
For Robert Herrick
When swift to me some whey my milkmaid tows
how I'll then laud my bovine beaux
for all the satisfaction that my stomach knows.
And how I’ll call “come back to me”
when then she leaves me all too hurriedly,
"Ah Lass, I am unsated yet by thee!".
how I'll then laud my bovine beaux
for all the satisfaction that my stomach knows.
And how I’ll call “come back to me”
when then she leaves me all too hurriedly,
"Ah Lass, I am unsated yet by thee!".
#parody
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A Honeyed Moon Vision
Is it to soon?
To wonder, how, or why?
A cow jumping over a moon
Perhaps it was wearing the socks
Of its great ancestors
The Wild Aurochs
Not surprised they're extinct now
Perhaps they too were moon jumpers
Like this athletic cow
I'm not here to wonder how, or why
About a cow jumping over the moon
Did it fly?
Or do a funny jig
Or grow wings
Like a flying pig
Could explain, if you please
The rumours that
The moon is cheese
And take away the N too
All you're left...
To wonder, how, or why?
A cow jumping over a moon
Perhaps it was wearing the socks
Of its great ancestors
The Wild Aurochs
Not surprised they're extinct now
Perhaps they too were moon jumpers
Like this athletic cow
I'm not here to wonder how, or why
About a cow jumping over the moon
Did it fly?
Or do a funny jig
Or grow wings
Like a flying pig
Could explain, if you please
The rumours that
The moon is cheese
And take away the N too
All you're left...
#parody
#satirical
#funny
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Little Piggy
Skeleton drumming on a closed book,
of The Stones, Jumpin' Jack Flash
rattling my bones, to suck your marrow
and eat your little piggy
as my shadow sticks on the bedpost
sucking my thumb, fee-fi-fo-fum
dragging you in by the hook,
skeleton drumming on a closed book
of The Stones, Jumpin' Jack Flash
rattling my bones, to suck your marrow
and eat your little piggy
as my shadow sticks on the bedpost
sucking my thumb, fee-fi-fo-fum
dragging you in by the hook,
skeleton drumming on a closed book
#parody
#satirical
#ghosts
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the long day and Hitler
the long day and Hitler
It is Christmas Eve the TV has nothing to offer but sentimental
crap, where the rich rescue a Christmas for the poor and everyone
in the park and sing while bells chime; no one has bored anyone
by pointing out that it is Jesus’s birthday today.
Flicking through the computer’s many sites, I came across Hitler’s
drawing of Father Christmas, a haunted face casting a side glance
not sure, if someone is making fun of him, the eyes also tell us of doubt
over his profession as a clown.
Hitler didn’t travel much, once he...
It is Christmas Eve the TV has nothing to offer but sentimental
crap, where the rich rescue a Christmas for the poor and everyone
in the park and sing while bells chime; no one has bored anyone
by pointing out that it is Jesus’s birthday today.
Flicking through the computer’s many sites, I came across Hitler’s
drawing of Father Christmas, a haunted face casting a side glance
not sure, if someone is making fun of him, the eyes also tell us of doubt
over his profession as a clown.
Hitler didn’t travel much, once he...
#parody
#satirical
#funny
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Me and Mrs Grundy
I smacked that very naughty girl
(‘I’m glad that discipline’s still taught!’)
and then I let the night unfurl
(‘she must regret having been caught!’)
and then I did some other stuff
(‘...surely one smack was enough?’)
I stuck it in her hairy muff
(‘I didn’t know girls still wore them...’)
and made that beaver sticky as
(‘wait, she keeps a beaver as a pet?’)
and then I nutted on her tits
(‘this is getting out of hand,
it doesn’t even rhyme!’)
I gave that girl a real good time
(‘well that’s a start I guess...’)
and wrote...
(‘I’m glad that discipline’s still taught!’)
and then I let the night unfurl
(‘she must regret having been caught!’)
and then I did some other stuff
(‘...surely one smack was enough?’)
I stuck it in her hairy muff
(‘I didn’t know girls still wore them...’)
and made that beaver sticky as
(‘wait, she keeps a beaver as a pet?’)
and then I nutted on her tits
(‘this is getting out of hand,
it doesn’t even rhyme!’)
I gave that girl a real good time
(‘well that’s a start I guess...’)
and wrote...
#sex
#erotic
#parody #satirical
#parody #satirical
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(my) ' The Nymphs Reply to the Shepherd '
Since all the world and love is one
and truth issues from your glib tongue,
and maiden's wiles your chance improve
I'll live with you and be your love.
But I'd rather have a divan bed
than those roses that you have said,
you forgot the thorns, I suppose,
they'd not do much for our repose...
And I'm not sure 'bout those hard rocks
so pull some wool from your old flock,
and make with it a seat to sit
for you and me with sweet comfits.
You need not work on gowns of wool
for changing clime makes sun...
and truth issues from your glib tongue,
and maiden's wiles your chance improve
I'll live with you and be your love.
But I'd rather have a divan bed
than those roses that you have said,
you forgot the thorns, I suppose,
they'd not do much for our repose...
And I'm not sure 'bout those hard rocks
so pull some wool from your old flock,
and make with it a seat to sit
for you and me with sweet comfits.
You need not work on gowns of wool
for changing clime makes sun...
#rhyming
#parody
#historical
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Duration
Summons time
Confronts it
-one might say, provokes it-
and, corners it
Has it where he wants it
Relentless counting ensues
His years, days, his moments
About the years
he already knows
embarks on the impossible
-as if they never existed-
nor any days can he find
He lost them all
like all the bets he ever made
One or two
or maybe three moments
he counted
drawing lines in the thin air
of this distant stare
of that ever absent stare
Confronts it
-one might say, provokes it-
and, corners it
Has it where he wants it
Relentless counting ensues
His years, days, his moments
About the years
he already knows
embarks on the impossible
-as if they never existed-
nor any days can he find
He lost them all
like all the bets he ever made
One or two
or maybe three moments
he counted
drawing lines in the thin air
of this distant stare
of that ever absent stare
#parody
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Today XVIII
Today,
he started the day
listing his lies and his truths...
Nothing complicated or intricate;
two columns.
One for lies, the other for truths...
Thought it better to start with the latter.
The obvious, the oft repeated,
the constants he could not deny,
like... Yes, like... Maybe, like...
Probing doubts crawled in...
Truths, or poses, pretensions, claims,
automated responses, statements and spins?
Overburdened and overwhelmed
to the first column he returned...
Best to list them in...
he started the day
listing his lies and his truths...
Nothing complicated or intricate;
two columns.
One for lies, the other for truths...
Thought it better to start with the latter.
The obvious, the oft repeated,
the constants he could not deny,
like... Yes, like... Maybe, like...
Probing doubts crawled in...
Truths, or poses, pretensions, claims,
automated responses, statements and spins?
Overburdened and overwhelmed
to the first column he returned...
Best to list them in...
#parody
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Director's Touch

#parody
#lover
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Cleanin' Out My Sarcophagus
look
if you had one shot, or one opportunity
to diss your mummy
would you take it or just let it slip?
-
yo, come with me for a second to 1352 B.C
before I ever had to seek therapy
my mum, she was a cruel queen of the Nile
force fed me lies
had me swimming in all kinds of denial
if only I had a clue of what she was up to
enslaving our people just to build her temples
released a curse on the earth
a 200 year plague to boot
but worst of all is how neglectful she was
always off with a different peasant dude
if only...
if you had one shot, or one opportunity
to diss your mummy
would you take it or just let it slip?
-
yo, come with me for a second to 1352 B.C
before I ever had to seek therapy
my mum, she was a cruel queen of the Nile
force fed me lies
had me swimming in all kinds of denial
if only I had a clue of what she was up to
enslaving our people just to build her temples
released a curse on the earth
a 200 year plague to boot
but worst of all is how neglectful she was
always off with a different peasant dude
if only...
#Halloween
#parody
#funny
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Yay

#dark
#gothic
#parody
#funny
#sensual
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Time of sexual purity
I would like to know
if it were ever so
as someone claimed
that once there was a time
when only those
of married state
had sex
and only then
with sole intent
to propagate
with purpose to ensure
their nation would
sustain itself
by being filled a lot
with uncorrupted sons
and if so, when it was.
and likewise if
there also was
in history a clime
in which
all men who had
as yet remained unwed
restrained themselves
from semen’s spread
and never...
if it were ever so
as someone claimed
that once there was a time
when only those
of married state
had sex
and only then
with sole intent
to propagate
with purpose to ensure
their nation would
sustain itself
by being filled a lot
with uncorrupted sons
and if so, when it was.
and likewise if
there also was
in history a clime
in which
all men who had
as yet remained unwed
restrained themselves
from semen’s spread
and never...
#sex
#parody
#morality
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