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7 Ways to Corrupt a William Carlos Williams Poem

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Silas Thorne
, 08-25-2011 at 07:18 PM (1807 Views)
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and they that is in the breakfast
say I have eaten this just and delicious icebox
which you were, probably were, were
saving
the so sweet so cold plums for
to forgive me.

2.

and so, the ‘which were sweet’,
I have just eaten you for breakfast
saving, that is, probably, the so cold plums
and ‘this were delicious’ icebox they were in
to say ‘forgive me’


3

This just in: the icebox is so cold.
and they, the saving,
which were to have eaten you for sweet breakfast,
say that I were, probably were, delicious plums
and so forgive me


4
The sweet plums were, probably were, saving for the cold icebox,
and they say that this breakfast
which you have eaten in, to forgive me,
is so-so,
and I, ‘were just delicious!’.


5

so for breakfast,
saving you, I have eaten
the delicious icebox
and the cold sweet plums

so this which were just in and they that is, were,
probably were, say
to forgive me.

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and they were probably just in,
saving the cold icebox plums for breakfast.
this is to say you/me/I have eaten
the ‘that which were so sweet and were so delicious’
forgive


7

and they is in the which were say
you were probably saving this sweet icebox
to forgive me

I have eaten
and that for breakfast
were just delicious
so so cold the plums
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  1. PrinceMyshkin's Avatar
    To judge by this and the previous entry re the boy that Jack built, you're operating somewhere near the manic extreme of your personality - and providing us a lot of fun.
  2. Silas Thorne's Avatar
    Thanks PrinceMyshkin. This was just playing around with the words of the best fridge-poem ever. I don't think I removed or added any, which was quite hard to do at times.
  3. OrphanPip's Avatar
    Can't see this and pass up on posting Koch's parodies of the poem:

    1
    I chopped down the house that you had been saving to live in next summer.
    I am sorry, but it was morning, and I had nothing to do
    and its wooden beams were so inviting.

    2
    We laughed at the hollyhocks together
    and then I sprayed them with lye.
    Forgive me. I simply do not know what I am doing.

    3
    I gave away the money that you had been saving to live on for the next ten years.
    The man who asked for it was shabby
    and the firm March wind on the porch was so juicy and cold.

    4
    Last evening we went dancing and I broke your leg.
    Forgive me. I was clumsy and
    I wanted you here in the wards, where I am the doctor!
  4. Virgil's Avatar
    Looks like you had a lot of fun.

    And thanks to O-P for posting Koch's parody.
  5. Silas Thorne's Avatar
    Thanks for the comments guys! Oh, and yes, OrphanPip, thanks for letting me read Koch's parody again, it's a great poem too (I mean, like the original, not my poem). My one was just an experiment in lexical plagiarism and rephrasing.