Tag Archives: #parody

Joanne Joanne – born in the early 80s.

Named after a character from Catch 23 by Barbara Heller, Joanne x2 was one of the pioneers of the Nude Rowandic movement, along with the likes of Spanner Bullet and the Humous Logo.

Achieving ten top tin sandals that wocked the footwear charts around the world, Joanne x2 is looked back upon as a trail-blazer, and an innovative queen of modem Romans.

Conversationstarter

I’m the seagull poster,

posting seagulls moster,

website seagull hoster

I’m a conversationstarter,

twisted conversationstarter

seagull conversationstarter!!

Three Lines (it’s one dry scone)

Crowd Anthem: It’s better than none,

it’s better,

it’s better than none,

it’s better…

.

Three lines on my shirt,

who’s to say I’m dreaming?

Nearly 60 years of Burt-

-(‘s son)

my poetic licence screaming,

.

I’ll chew on my scone

until it is gone!

.

Three lines on my shirt,

poetry lies teeming;

Three lines on my shirt,

my scone should have had some cream in;

Three lines on my shirt,

using a semi-permanent marker;

Three lines on my shirt,

the white wash will get darker;

Three lines on my shirt,

and that’s why I’m a poet;

‘it’s not a real shirt!’

someone told me, so I know it.

.

Three lines… (repeat until the very end)

.

On my shirt (add and repeat until the very end

.

… and one dry scone –

it’s better than none,

it’s better!

SD Repeat Ad Nauseum

“Hey… Stack!”

“Hey… stack

don’t build it high

or it will topple

and make a me-e-e-ess;

build it

as high as it is wide

then it will stay up

and not fall over

over over over over!!

*Many ‘La la las’ may follow here.

Why do verbs suddenly appear?

Why do verbs suddenly appear

every time you are near?

Is it something you are doing?

50 Shades of Beige.

50 Shades of Beige.

1. Heavily into M & S.

2. Need I say more?

Shall I compare thee to a Brewer’s Dray? Sonnet XVIII

Shall I compare thee to a brewer’s dray?

Thou art not the sort to take that too well;

So, upon your face I shall not now dwell,

And be careful here what I deign to say,

Or shall not see the darling buds of May.

Three Little Ducks – Mob Barley

Don’t worry about a duck,

Cause every little duck gonna be all right.

Singin: don’t worry about a duck,

Cause every little duck gonna be all right!

Rise up this mornin,

Smiled with the risin sun,

Three little ducks

Pitch by my doorstep

Singin sweet songs

Of melodies pure and true,

Sayin, (this is my message to you-ou-ou:)

Singin: don’t worry bout a duck,

Cause every little duck gonna be all right.

Singin: don’t worry (dont worry) bout a duck,

Cause every little duck gonna be all right!

Rise up this mornin,

Smiled with the risin sun,

Three little ducks

Pitch by my doorstep

Singin sweet songs

Of melodies pure and true,

Sayin, this is my message to you-ou-ou:

Singin: don’t worry about a duck, worry about a duck, oh!

Every little duck gonna be all right. don’t worry!

Singin: don’t worry about a duck – I won’t worry!

Cause every little duck gonna be all right.

Singin: don’t worry about a duck,

Cause every little duck gonna be all right – I won’t worry!

Singin: don’t worry about a duck,

Cause every little duck gonna be all right.

Singin: don’t worry about a duck, oh no!

Cause every little duck gonna be all right!

‘The Temp’ by William Shakespeare.

‘The Temp’

By

William Shakespeare.

Actus Primus, Scena Prima,,

A tempestuous noise of Thunder and Lightning heard, Enter a Ship-master, and a Temp.

Master: Boat-swaine.

Temp: He’s not at work, today – some malady or other, I expect – the Agency sent me – as a replacement Boatswaine.

Master: Good. Speake to th’Mariners: fall too’t, yarely, or we run our selves aground, bestirre, bestirre, Exit

Enter Mariners.

Temp. Good morning. I’m Mostyn, I’m from the Agency. As you can see, we are having a bit of trouble with the weather. So, the Captain has asked me to put forward his two-point plan, which is to; ‘bestirre, bestirre’ and, hopefully, by your doing so, we can get this craft through our current ‘difficult’ situation. Perhaps we can consider this a “team-building” exercise. Any questions?

Enter Alonso, Sebastian, Antonio, Ferdinando, Gonzalo, and others.

Temp: No? Okay. If you could just make a start, I think that the “paying” passengers would like a word or two with me.

And so it went.

The Tide Is Out (a la Blondie)

The Tide Is Out (a la Blondie)

The tide is out,

and I’m stuck in the mud;

my keel needs scraping,

it’s covered in crud;

the tide is out.