October 2015
I am a retired high-school English teacher from Potts Camp, Mississippi. Life in general and my grandchildren in particular inspire me to write. I especially enjoy writing—and reading—rhymed, metered poetry and mourn its near-demise. I get a real charge out of parodying the famous poems I taught my students—while keeping a perfectly straight face and assuring them that studying such noble literature would greatly enhance their lives. I stay busy with a variety of activities at home and church.
Parodies of Companion Poems
Christopher Marlowe's "The Passionate Shepherd to His Love"
and
Sir Walter Raleigh's "The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd"
Christopher Marlowe's "The Passionate Shepherd to His Love"
and
Sir Walter Raleigh's "The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd"
The Passionate Playboy to His Prey of the Week
Come on and be my part-time love,
And we'll make life a pleasure groove.
We'll sit on hills and meditate.
Come on and be my part-time mate.
And we will run upon the sand
On all the beaches hand in hand.
We'll lie half naked in the sun,
Swill booze, and have all kinds of fun.
You'll really love my waterbed.
We'll have a blast. Who needs to wed?
We'll plant some flowers. For beauty? Nope!
They'll serve to camouflage our dope.
A gown from Frederick's, lady fair,
So sheer you'll wonder if it's there—
Of joys like these you'll have your pick.
Come on and be my part-time chick.
We'll have the gang in this weekend.
I'll let you swing with my best friend.
What else is there to offer you?
Come swing with us, or we'll be blue.
Prey of the Week's Reply to the Passionate Playboy
If all the world and love were young
And truth in any playboy's tongue,
These shallow vows would not me move
To come and be your part-time love.
I'm in no shape to jog or run,
and spacing out is not much fun.
Skin cancer's such a threat, you know.
The beach is not the place to go.
I've no desire to float half-crazed
With a playboy bleary-eyed and dazed
Who goes through fifty girls a year
And spends his weekends steeped in beer.
You plan to share me with your friend?
Your generosity knows no end!
Your rotten ideas really stink.
I think that you should see a shrink.
Before I leave you feeling blue,
Here's one thing I must say for you:
You offer one thing that never fades,
The ever-present threat of AIDS.
-first published in October '14 issue of Parody Magazine
©2015 Janice Canerdy