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The Pilgrimage
Contributed by
EternitysLyre
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Wednesday, 17th December 2003 @ 07:09:45 AM in AEST
Topic:
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(the author's note was also demented, so it's here now.)
This was an ''forced'' effort in class, a ''vocab test'' where we needed to use 10 words in an essay in which we invented a new pilgrim to go on Geoffery Chaucer's ''The Cantebury Tales.'' I got 10 points bonus on it, and it still amuses me, so here it is.
As they may seem extravagant, vocab words are italicized below
He struck me as a charming old fellow,
A flawless young man with not one peccadillo.
The "president, he claimed, was his position,"
Both fame and wealth shown through his disposition.
Large as he was, he was no macho;
If man were a violin then he was a cello.
A soft one at that, his arms flopped like jellow,
But jolly and winsome as any sturdy old fellow.
He had charisma, and a magnificent purse;
No peon could carry it because of its girth.
Three labored and hollered as they dragged it along,
He thought it nothing but an aboriginal song.
His ride was a donkey, a clumsy old steed;
It suited him quite well as he'd got it for free.
To fill in for silence, he'd tell a vignette,
An exotic short story on his wife and their bets.
He had "savoir faire," or so it would seem;
For in spite of his scandals, he's still come out clean.
He knew what to do and knew all his manners;
When approached with a crisis he solved it manana.
He commanded flotillas of ferocious, strong ships.
He crushed every junta like he chomped on his chips.
For he had no liking of the socialist belief;
He claimed it was scandalous and caused only grief.
"Communist parties will all go to hell,"
"Be it Saddam---or Taco Bell."
I agreed quickly that the govern of few,
Was a dangerous matter, and quite unjust too.
The man's popularity abounded, then waned,
But he came on this pilgrimage, all the same.
He hoped to undo a few military powers,
And make homage to god--"for a few hours."
He was no picaro, he just wanted freedom
For all of the peoples inhabiting this "Eden."
For that cause he struggled and battled on end,
Filling his pockets with much gold to spend.
On pretty young girls and expensive small things;
His name was Bill Clinton--I think.
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EternitysLyre
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Re: The Pilgrimage
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by Vitreous_Soul on
Wednesday, 17th December 2003 @ 07:24:28 AM AEST
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This was hilarious! I can't write humorous poetry worth a damn, but I like to read good ones. This did indeed feel forced in parts (having a predetermined set of words can have that effect), but your creativity made up for it.
Truly,
-V.S.
By the way, I don't think Chaucer ever intended for the Frito Bandito to enter his tales, but for some reason this character of yours reminded me of that now defunct mascot. Made me laugh even harder! |
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Re: The Pilgrimage
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by Jacquelynne on
Wednesday, 17th December 2003 @ 09:52:54 AM AEST
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| this was so funny! I loved htis one, and my friend Sonibe says "bravo bravo!" |
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Re: The Pilgrimage
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by EternitysLyre on
Wednesday, 17th December 2003 @ 10:16:55 AM AEST
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spelling corrections:
"THREE labored and hollered as they dragged it along,"
"The MAN'S popularity abounded, then waned,"
erggh. Me and my typing difficulties.
"Gah."~Eternity's Lyre |
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Re: The Pilgrimage
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by MissLee on
Wednesday, 17th December 2003 @ 11:14:40 AM AEST
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| Very good, this is the first time I have read anything of yours, very nice and humorus. |
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