At File 770, some delightful parodies of poems that I’m sure you’ll recognize.
This Is Just To Say
I have consumed
that were in
Once upon a laptop blurry, while I pondered, weak and bleary,
Over many a quaint and curious pixel of forgotten scroll—
While I nodded, nearly Skyping, suddenly there came a typing,
As of some one faintly sniping, sniping at the pixel scroll.
“’Tis some commenter,” I muttered, “sniping at my pixel scroll—
Only this and nothing mo’.”
And this one:
pity this busy monster, fanunfandom,
not. Blogging is a comfortable disease:
your victim (news and comfort safely beyond)
This is something I have no talent for. Shoot, I think I have anti-talent for this. I can’t believe how good at it so many other people are. Click through to read each one in its entirety, plus many others.