Poem 20150424

Today’s prompt from #NaPoWriMo

Our prompt today (optional, as always), will hopefully provide you with a bit of Friday fun. Today, I challenge you to write a parody or satire based on a famous poem. It can be long or short, rhymed or not. But take a favorite (or unfavorite) poem of the past, and see if you can’t re-write it on humorous, mocking, or sharp-witted lines. You can use your poem to make fun of the original (in the vein of a parody), or turn the form and manner of the original into a vehicle for making points about something else (more of a satire – though the dividing lines get rather confused and thin at times).

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Stopping by the Fridge

(with apologies to Robert Frost)

Whose lunch this is I think I know.

His desk is by the window, though;

He will not see me lurking here

To rummage in his lunch-to-go.


The worker bees must think it queer

How their lunches seem to disappear

Between the hours of eleven and eight*

For fifty weeks out of the year.

I give his Caesar salad a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

All these greens will make me weep;

Why couldn’t he have brought some cake?


Well, for today his lunch he’ll keep,

But I have calories to reap,

And bags to pilfer before I creep,

And bags to pilfer before I creep.

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*Yes, I know the rhyme breaks here.