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Song Parodies -> "Oath on a Grievous Term"

Original Song Title:

"Ode on a Grecian Urn"

Original Performer:

John Keats

Parody Song Title:

"Oath on a Grievous Term"

Parody Written by:

John A. Barry

The Lyrics

Original: http://www.bartleby.com/101/625.html
Thou filled, uplifted pile of filaments,
Thou provok’st smiles, puerile pathetic rhymes,
Silly, histrionic and sans billets hints.
A fabricky bale that evokes erstwhile times,
A sheaf of fringed ribbon vaulted, thy shape
Suggests to me a soon shoals-shattered boat.

In Tempe, state abbreviated AZ,
Thou keepst the dome from being UV-smote,
Though thou canst not envelope the nape,
The pipes—that is, throat, which emotes to me.
Curled millinery keeps the peak un-injured

A tweeter mistake might make and lay on
It, thinking it a nest, the nearsighted bird
Having been in search of a worthy home,
Forsooth, not one made of plucked tubers and leaves
Found oft in tree top—but plopped, atop mop (hair).
No plover, though, would ever stoop to this,
But now, this avian narration I heave.
In singing thy praises, I have been remiss.

Thou furled swirl of fabric nesting up there,
No crappy cap or chapeau on the head.
Might seem it, of naught there is much ado
In the droning encomium thus far read—
To the dome’s dominion I turn anew.

No hatty love! No natty hatty love.
Forehead o’er worn, no pillbox there deployed,
And ne’er hair-slanting or to the side slung.
Concealing hirsute sashes, perched above,
As if by a hunchbacked Trump rug buoyed.
On burnished forehead, coiled but not sprung.

I’ll not splurge on Homburgs—so “Edelweiss,”
No green ’ o’shanter, Macintosh headpiece:
Needst thou such headwear neath low and gray skies
When hilt has naught but kilt. . .tartan-caressed,
And damsels down bend, hoping to see more,
A mountin’ tilt, peaking not toward windmills.

Resplendent, unlike toques, and on high borne
Upon thy crown. Keffiyehs clever Moors
Will sport, as they exhort in soulful yell,
To keep their pates from a desert-scape burn,
No hattic shape. . .hair altitude. . .sweat beads
On marvelous men on mounts, over-hot,
No forest canopy for them, and trotting steeds.

But of such formless fabric I speak not,
Nor seek I to explore the Fedora—
Rather that in which the pate is encased,
Soundly wound; and crowds resound with “Whoa!”s
Abounding with engrossment at what’s placed
On thy noggin: gossamer amphora.
Turban’s from Turkish. . .his top a Greek blows.


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Callmelennie - January 10, 2012 - Report this comment
So, John, I need some advice here for my next parody. Which tune presents a greater challenge; this one or "I Put a Spell on You?" by Screaming Jay Hawkins
John Barry - January 10, 2012 - Report this comment
Call', this one was a bit more time-consuming.
Rob Arndt - January 10, 2012 - Report this comment
I put a spell on you/takes no time/Just write and words will come to you/just keep tryin'/It's satisfyin'/Know you can handle it/Just write it all down/Topics come in handy/Think about it, toss some lyrics around/I put a spell on you/takes no time/to rhyme/Then you're through/Then you're through/Then you're through/You made up a new song/And no one cares/If its artistry/You can't go wrong/Your parody/I put a spell on you/takes no time ;-)
Rob Arndt - January 10, 2012 - Report this comment
Well done JAB- 555! Another MASTERpiece! Oh, and please do not mind the artistry comment in my "song in a box" above to Callmelennie. It just means that whatever he chooses to write as a parodist, just be himself and not try to be like others here, whether you, me, or anyone that has a certain style of writing or topic specialty!
Callmelennie - January 10, 2012 - Report this comment
I would imagine so, John. That particular parody would take me the rest of my natural life. And I agree with Rob -- a masterpiece. And how can there only be three 5x5 votes cast? Are people just too awe struck to vote?
LilCupCakes - January 12, 2012 - Report this comment
. . . Oh, those marvelous Knights mounted on trotting steeds: what a sight to behold, Captain Jack de Barrell !
Old Man Ribber - January 14, 2012 - Report this comment
JAB - Give us another and we'll have a "pair o' Keats"! ;D

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