Your next line is: *If you can dream it, you can make it so*
Last day for entries is in 3 weeks on June 5th
Winner announced will be on June 6th. Have fun!
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Your next line is: *If you can dream it, you can make it so*
Last day for entries is in 3 weeks on June 5th
Winner announced will be on June 6th. Have fun!
Fortune cookie says:
Could always be worse
Could always be better
If you don't believe it
Approach it with tact
Slice your salami
Or plug the deep crack
Get yourself some glad rags and dress like a star
Be a snob in fine dining, your arrogance goes far
Look down your nose at those you imitate
Be pretentious and always act like you're great
Sometimes play acting helps your career really flow
If you can seem it, you might make more dough!
I dreamed upon a twinkling star
Who laughed and seemed to say,
"You'll never dream enough, my dear,
To change your fate today."
I dreamed upon the fairy dust
That makes me sneeze at night.
It said I was too dumb to dream.
"You'll never see the light."
But I still dreamed. To hell with them
Who think they're in the know.
I dreamed and dreamed and dreamed and dreamed.
Who cares if it is so?
I dreamt I was Jean-luke,
Engaging and making it so,
Seeking out - you know the rest,
Enterprising dreams are best.
prendrelemick...the "Enterprising" pun was delightfully clever and "dreamed I was Jean-Luc" made me laugh. "Making it so" was also well on-topic and an overall enjoyable poem to read.
pendragon...your last line was the perfect punchline...funny, albeit poignant (while lighthearted), reality check on superficial goals of networking and flattery.
cafolini...very clever "Fortune Cookie" approach. I'm still pondering the last two lines...fun to read
...and the winner is:
Congrats YesNo!!!...a well organized poem with a bookended-opening of "dreamed" from the first part of the famous quote and a bookended-close of "it is so" from the last part of the quote, and with an unexpected twist: "who cares if it is so". The sting is in the tail. Well done.
Thanks, Melanie!
The next line is
Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream
Deadline: June 29th.
Roll. roll, roll your joint make it nice and neat
Puff, puff, puff, puff, life's a stoner's dream!
Roll. roll. roll another joint puff on it gently
Put a Cheech and Chong movie on, life's a stoner's dream!
Row row row your boat gently down the stream,
Avoid the rapids, mind the rocks,
Life is not a dream.
("row row row, your boat gently down the stream")
"Go Go Go, you GOAT!" You're messy and you're mean
Warily warily warily, "Go!"
Lest I intervene.
"No No No, you DON'T!" You grazed my garden greens
Verily verily verily I say
Your manners are obscene.
Row row row my boat glumly down the Styx
reap, reap, reaping souls all day long,
drearily, drearily, drearily
death is all a dream.
row row row your boat gently down the stream
don't forget to push your dreams
slightly up the realm
readily readily readily
and don't forget to sleep
I think this one is up for completion YesNo :)
You're right, cacian. I'll have the results tonight. Thanks for the reminder!
Here are the results. Thanks for all the entries!
Pendragon: Nice use of "roll".
prendelemick: Good advice to those who think the rapids and rocks are not real.
Melanie: Nice one chasing the goat out of the garden.
Dark Muse: That was delightfully dark.
cacian: I guess one has to sleep, at least metaphorically, in order to dream. Nice link between sleeping and dreaming.
They were all enjoyable.
The winner: Pendragon
Congrats Pen, yours was my favorite.
Thank you. When I grew up in the '70's weed was the big thing. We did a different version of this song. but I couldn't pass up the line abut Cheech and Chong. The movie was, of course, Up in Smoke!
Let us see now: The next line is:
"She'll be coming around the mountain when she comes."
Due date: July 20
Good luck!
BEARS:
Oh, the market will be tanking. Yes, it will. Yes! It will!
Oh, the market will be tanking. Yes, it will. Yes! It will!
We bought puts and now we're waiting.
May there be no hesitating.
Oh, the market will be tanking. Yes, it will. Yes! It will!
BULLS:
Oh, the market will be popping. Yes, it will. Yes! It will!
Oh, the market will be popping. Yes, it will. Yes! It will!
We're invested, have no cash now,
So the market best not crash now.
Oh, the market will be popping. Yes, it will. Yes! It will!
BOTH:
We will all be getting richer. Yes, we will. Yes! We will!
They will all be getting poorer. Yes, they will. Yes! They will!
We will be the ones a-gloating.
Because only we'll be floating.
We will all be getting richer. Yes, we will. Yes! We will!
Below is a take on "She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes.
She'll be riding six white horses when she comes"
Neptune's riding 'round the fountain in a shell
pulled by two rebellious horses, can't you tell
oh, the Tritons come to guide them
but the steeds just want to swim in
the Fontana di Trevi, when in Rome.
http://i1312.photobucket.com/albums/...ps0d7cf6cc.jpg
The Real Reason Luke Skywalker Left The Swamp Planet Dagobah Before Completing His Jedi Training
Round the mountain she'll be coming when she comes. Master Luke.
I've told ya, Yoda, you're singing split infinitives again.
Disappointing, Master Luke, is your rebuke.
Well, you're such a pain, you're driving me insane.
Driving, she'll be , when she comes , six white horses.
Oh God!
Due date being past, it is time for choosing a winner
Yesno: Great use of the line to build a pun poem. I like it.
Melanie: I could just see that poem visually. Good job.
prendlemick: The whimsy of this little jewel is captivating!
One winner only:
(Drumroll) Congratulations---
prendlemick. The unusual is definitely what I look for in a comedy/pun/satire poem!
Congratulations prendrelemick!
Thankyou.
From the world of advertising comes the phrase. Work, rest and play.
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posted a new one below
I work and do my very best.
I play, get tired, and want to rest.
I rest, get bored: "No work today?"
"Just rest. Consume your life away,
Support those working while you may."
About as popular as a rattlesnake in a bran tub, this!
work rest and play
under the stars and stay
you never know what may
dynasties do say faith
is lusive as a date
others do stake bate
to see if life is mate
but then it is all a rate
it's either paid or waved
The wife says "Lazy Bum! Go to work!"
I complain I need my rest
"You came in this morning, half-past four
Smelling like a brewery, old man!"
Age mellows men, now I tell my son
"Lazy Bum! Go to work!"
He mumbles and grumbles, up last night til four
He has World of Warcraft to play.
Never seems that we work when we should
Take sweet rest when we can, play every chance we get
Playing tires us so much that we nap here at work
But the Boss is resting also, so it matters not!
^ prendrelemick,:DQuote:
Originally Posted by prendrelemick
Work, Rest, and Play
Mock, Pest, and Prey
bullies work night and day
the pests infest
and never rest
till Judgement Day repays
Great stuff, I have one in the works Mick, so hold on.
Oo just in the nick of time, I was about to pronounce.
Jack and Abbey - Three Years Hence
Listen while you read… https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jqw8yhHq_78
Three years since Jack’s nature never betrayed,
(if you’re bewildered see famous quoted line thread)
they moved to Milagro and handsomely paid
a sly old bean farmer for his crops and a shed.
Abbey’s charm had eroded by daily grinding
from snot nosed rug rats perpetually soiled.
Their lungs split the air, peeling the binding
off Keats and Goldsmith, even Hugo had toiled.
The Milagro Beanfield War* had taken its toll.
Irrigation rights contended left Jack only trickles,
he relies on spit and rinse from the washbowl
(*a novel by the way, courtesy John Nichols)
Weary from their labors over toddlers and beans
Abbey and Jack felt like refried garbanzo.
“In Sangre de Christo we’ll find rest in evergreens,
Grandma take the kids, we’re off to Chimayo!”
All work and no play made Jack a dull boy
but all that changed in a Chimayo motel.
He spread out some plastic, greased it with soy,
poured out slick limas and cheese from Ro-tel.
Shedding bloomers and breeches for a slimy soiree
At last, Abbey and Jack found some time to play.
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Ro-Tel
http://www.ro-tel.com/recipes-RoTel-...-Dip-2693.html
Chimayo New Mexico
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chimayo,_New_Mexico
Special mention to GG, for a total sensory experience there. The second verse is brilliant.
However the one that made me laugh the most was Cacian with that wonderful line- dynasties do say faith
is lusive as a date! - it is indeed.
Congratulations Cacian.
Congrats, Cacian!
prendrelemick and Pendragon thank you very much :)
the next line is:
“if music be the food of love, play on,
give me excess of it''
good luck everyone hope to see many entries :wave:
due date: 30 of august!!
If music be the food of love
Starvation hovers thin and proud
Plate on, give me a mess of it
It tickles not the palate
Nor satisfies the crippling hunger
If music be the tune of love
Why do I hear only discord?
Play on, give me the finesse of it
It is a song sung by tone-deaf singers
Totally out of rhythm and two octaves off key
If music be the Muse of Love
She is a heartless, stone cold witch
Hate on, leave me to guess at it
Shall I bring wine and roses?
Shall I just kill myself?
If music be the ruse of love
Catch a fool now in his folly
Straight on, you'll obsess on it
No fool greater than an old fool
Hold your tongue fool, be wise...
Pendragon
(C) 8/16/2013
If music be the food of love,
Excess means there'll be more of it.
Two hearts will write the score for it
And not consume each other when
The music has to pause a bit
To get some air. They're waiting there
Filled to excess, without a care,
To resonates above somewhere.
If Music is the Food
Madrigals sung in June,
Are strawberries and cream,
Jazz is just a piece of cake,
And punk's a plate of beans,
Classical’s a slice of toast,
Vivaldi is the jam,
Rock and Roll's a hamburger,
And Country is glazed ham.
But love has its own melodies
Of passion and romances,
It feeds on touch and smiles and hope,
And surreptitious glances.
Cafeteria of LoveQuote:
Originally Posted by cacian
If music be the food of love, play on,
give me excess of it',
show me diets buffet, for my gut it doth growl!
Let us begin the tour of fads de jour…
South Beach bored me like Mel Torme
The Atkins sounds bland; The Little River Band
Jenny Craig is too soft; do I hear Seals and Croft?
Vegan made me limp, a rusty Lettuce wimp
Ahh, here comes Paleo, now I’m a gigolo,
throwing down red meat to a grass fed beat.
Carnivorous desire my love burns like a pyre.
Our passions fueled on Swedish meatballs
and pan seared music of Neanderthals…. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zgHM98rfE28
Smoochee Music
If music be the food of love
For an unchained melody*
Where time goes by so slowly
As I hunger for your touch
Then play on, play on, in excess
Filling emptiness with love
Replacing loss and loneliness
For love will keep us alive*.
If music be the food of love
On sleepless nights by candlelight
Silence of darkness all around
Amid the falling snow*
Then play on, play on, in excess
Play fever* to heat up the night
Fever with kisses that sizzle
What a lovely way to burn.
*Unchained Melody: The Righteous Brothers - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fzunoD3VHdk
*Love Will Keep Us Alive: The Eagles - http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x2q...us-alive_music
*Amid The Falling Snow: Enya - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wacyMhxIOd0
*Fever: Elvis - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zmyhIwZG_-M
&Fever: Rose McGowan - http://www.last.fm/music/Rose+McGowa...+From+Charmed)