Parody of "Friday Night Bingo on the Bone"

Well there was this old guy who lived in a house
He lived near a station, unfortunately with a mouse.
He loved setting traps to get some mouse meat
Let me tell you,
He didn't even bother to eat
He could crawl under the bed
However, he would try to keep it neat
He sensed it come and would stand on his feet
When he saw the animal,
You would have heard him shout.
Trapping a mouse,
It just took him out.

"This is Just to Say" Parody

I have taken
your wallet
that was in
your unlocked locker

and which
you probably
needed
for lunch.

Forgive me
I was hungry
and the food
was delicious

"She Walks in Beauty"

"She Walks in Beauty". Sounds like a nice name for a poem, doesn't it? It sounds simple and clear. It's not. Lord Byron, the author of this poem, was born in 1788, so as you can understand, the English is very hard to understand and it uses words that are not used today. Personally, I don't understand why this poem is considered to be so "great". Maybe that's because I don't understand half of it... However, the poem sounds very nice.

What strikes me about this poem is the extreme expression of love. This whole poem is dedicated to just one person. Every single line in this poem talks about how the person is beautiful, like a calm night, etc. There is nothing else in there. There are lots of metaphors, there is imagery, personification, and similes. These start directly from the first line, which is "She walks in beauty, like the night." That is an example of a simile. Another thing that strikes me about this poem is that the beautiful woman is compared to night, and not to day. Usually, when you say someone is beautiful, you say that they glow like the Sun or something like that. But in this poem, the woman is compared to a dark night that is very calm.

This poet knows that love is real. It is very clear throughout the poem. He has made up his mind about that this is the person he loves. The example of this is the whole poem. If you just skim through it, you will notice that this person is completely, madly, in love. He explains that he can't impare the grace of her completely, because she is so nice. He also explains that she has beautiful black hair (being compared to a raven) and that she is very sweet and serene. He strongly believes in what he is saying in this poem.

This poem doesn't matter to anyone except for the poet. He is the one writing this, he is the one expressing his love, and he is the one who will do anything to get to this girl. Again, the only example of this is the whole poem. Lord Byron states that "She walks in beauty". What more is there to say? He is obsessed, in a good way. He is a man who can love.

I like this poem. Even though it is hard to understand, it is a very good testament of love towards another person. The message is very clear. However, this poem doesn't really matter to me that much. Why? Because this poem is not about me, it's about another person, and I'm not interested in their private love affairs. However, the sound of the poem is beautiful and the adjectives and description used are lovely.

Poems

Hello everyone!

These are the three poems that I have written in English class so far:

"Thoughtfulness is an Ugly Subway"

An empty subway station in NYC

With a bunch of weirdos

That everyone can see.

It's 1:23 and the weirdos are moaning

The tired drivers are also groaning.

Quickly, time passes, it's 7

The tired drivers from last night ended at 11

People are going to work now.

They are cramped together in the car

It's ugly, old, and smells like a cow

But people still use it - even for going far.

When you think about it,

It would be good with a train where everyone can fit

But still, this train is quick

And the driver is nice - his name is Rick.

In conclusion,

It's better to have an ugly train

That not having one at all,

It's a good place to hide in from the rain.

Response to "I Know why the Cagebird Sings"

You say that bird is longing for freedom,

But are you sure it doesn't want to stay?

In that cage, it is trapped, yes,

But it has food, shelter, and love.

You say that the free bird is what you want to be

But remember that with freedom comes responsibility.

Hoever, I agree with the fact

That it should not depend on what type of bird you are.

White bird, black bird, parrot, hawk

There is no difference.

We are all unique in our onw way.

You know why the cagebird sings

But so do I, so does he, so does she.

Everyone is different.

"A Little Cagebird"

A little cagebird

Sits inside its home

Not wanting to go out.

This is a different bird than the others

It has learned to appreciate

What it has in its cage

It knows, oh yes it does,

That there are birds that can fly around as much as they want.

They can travel

See world

See difference

But this little cagebird

KInows that his home is a good one.

Why?

He has food

He has shelter

He has love.

He has everything that he could ever ask for.

However, what he would really like

Is to be allowed to fly around, at least inside.

Maybe even outside,

Since he knows

That hé is always welcome to come back.