Parody Poems
Shall I Compare Thee to a Winter's Night
by Richard Randolph
Shall I compare thee to a winter's night?
Thou art far darker and more cold.
Winter nights oft are long and bereft of light
and slippery roads lead to deaths untold.
Icy winds are another frightful thing,
when gray skies wrap us in a frigid shroud,
but at least we're assured of coming spring
when the warm sun will again shine proud.
But thy cold touch creates an open sore,
such that time and distance can never heal,
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Scot to the Bone - in Trump's own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
You know that I won
Some say I clear lost
Their whines so exhaust
Wrong man they just crossed.
How wrong they all are
Fools to a man
When I've only began
To work out my plan.
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When she’s sick I’m so in trouble. In the words of a hapless husband
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
When she’s sick I’m so in trouble
Rocks my world, bursts my bubble,
All at once my head is spinning,
Forehead aching, hair fast thinning.
I’m not trained to handle chores,
Clean the house, go to stores,
Cook the meals, feed the kids,
My existence on the skids.
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I love Rocky Road, a song parody
by Stephanie Williams
I saw it sitting there in the Dairy Queen
I knew it must be just all for me
The urge was feeling strong, needin' my favorite cone
And I just hoped it wouldn't be long til it was with me
Yeah with me
And I just hoped it wouldn't be long till it was with me
Yeah with me
Thinkin' I love Rocky Road
So put another scoop into my cone baby
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Industrialization: Anti-Romanticism
by Muhammad Umair
How can you wander lonely as a cloud,
When you are always surrounded by a crowd?
The love for nature will never be observed,
As what you yearn is earn money and get it preserved.
The daffodils may even dance to-day;
The nature calls you every day,
But you overlook and turn to your building
And all you hear is your phone ringing.
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I'm Kamala - your next President
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
I'm sitting pretty biding my time
Staying real quiet towing the line,
For President Biden, that lovely old man
Playing the game as only I can.
Why make loud waves, somehow act up,
When everything soon will fall in my lap,
Quiet will do it, with a giggle or two,
Hold my cards close and see this thing through.
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My obsession just to win – in Trump’s own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
My head is in a spin,
My obsession just to win,
I'm driven and I'm mad
All I smell is gushing blood.
I feel I'm in a surreal game
That shooting sort - so very lame,
Where targets pop-up all around,
Nothing ever out of bounds.
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Shall I Compare Thee to a Winter's Night
by Richard Randolph
Shall I compare thee to a winter's night?
Thou art far darker and more cold.
Winter nights oft are long and bereft of light
and slippery roads lead to deaths untold.
Icy winds are another frightful thing,
when gray skies wrap us in a frigid shroud,
but at least we're assured of coming spring
when the warm sun will again shine proud.
But thy cold touch creates an open sore,
such that time and distance can never heal,
......
Industrialization: Anti-Romanticism
by Muhammad Umair
How can you wander lonely as a cloud,
When you are always surrounded by a crowd?
The love for nature will never be observed,
As what you yearn is earn money and get it preserved.
The daffodils may even dance to-day;
The nature calls you every day,
But you overlook and turn to your building
And all you hear is your phone ringing.
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Yes I'm a Billionaire - in Trumps own words
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
They say I inflated
It's they that conflated
Political lies with their version of facts.
The mess they created
Will long be debated
Another attempt to silence and styme.
As often I've stated
Which leaves them frustrated
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