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Principia Discordia => Apple Talk => Topic started by: The Good Reverend Roger on January 28, 2013, 08:26:35 pm

Title: Desecrating the Body, part I of V: Joyce Kilmer.
Post by: The Good Reverend Roger on January 28, 2013, 08:26:35 pm
Most people don't know that Joyce Kilmer got his head shot off by a sniper while scouting enemy positions in WWI.  What most people DO know is that he WRECKED POETRY FOREVER, with the following garbage:

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I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
 
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
 
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
 
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
 
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
 
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

So I thought I'd poop on his grave a bit, like so:

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I think that I shall never see
The sniper hiding in that tree.
 
A sniper whose beady eye is prest
Against against the scope's eye rest;
 
A sniper that looks at men all day,
And waits for the one to blow away;
 
A sniper that may in Summer wear
A gille suit and long hair;
 
Upon whose arm a rifle has lain;
Who even hunts in the rain.
 
Targets are made of fools like me,
Sticking up for a sniper to see.

Much improved, I'd say.
Title: Re: Desecrating the Body, part I of V: Joyce Kilmer.
Post by: tyrannosaurus vex on January 28, 2013, 08:33:47 pm
:lol:

Yes. Send to poetry competition.
Title: Re: Desecrating the Body, part I of V: Joyce Kilmer.
Post by: Anna Mae Bollocks on January 28, 2013, 10:05:03 pm
Most people don't know that Joyce Kilmer got his head shot off by a sniper while scouting enemy positions in WWI.  What most people DO know is that he WRECKED POETRY FOREVER, with the following garbage:

Quote
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
 
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
 
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
 
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
 
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
 
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

So I thought I'd poop on his grave a bit, like so:

Quote
I think that I shall never see
The sniper hiding in that tree.
 
A sniper whose beady eye is prest
Against against the scope's eye rest;
 
A sniper that looks at men all day,
And waits for the one to blow away;
 
A sniper that may in Summer wear
A gille suit and long hair;
 
Upon whose arm a rifle has lain;
Who even hunts in the rain.
 
Targets are made of fools like me,
Sticking up for a sniper to see.

Much improved, I'd say.

I actually like that one.  :lol:
Title: Re: Desecrating the Body, part I of V: Joyce Kilmer.
Post by: Mesozoic Mister Nigel on January 28, 2013, 10:11:12 pm
That is so incredibly much better, I can't even believe it.  :lol:
Title: Re: Desecrating the Body, part I of V: Joyce Kilmer.
Post by: Don Coyote on January 28, 2013, 11:53:00 pm
I love it.
Title: Re: Desecrating the Body, part I of V: Joyce Kilmer.
Post by: The Good Reverend Roger on January 28, 2013, 11:53:17 pm
That is so incredibly much better, I can't even believe it.  :lol:

Discordia:  We don't make poetry, we make poetry better.
Title: Re: Desecrating the Body, part I of V: Joyce Kilmer.
Post by: Mesozoic Mister Nigel on January 29, 2013, 01:23:50 am
That is so incredibly much better, I can't even believe it.  :lol:

Discordia:  We don't make poetry, we make poetry better.

 :lulz:

Newsfeed?
Title: Re: Desecrating the Body, part I of V: Joyce Kilmer.
Post by: Nephew Twiddleton on January 29, 2013, 01:16:37 pm
Dude, you made something totally not metal into something totally metal.
Title: Re: Desecrating the Body, part I of V: Joyce Kilmer.
Post by: Cardinal Pizza Deliverance. on June 26, 2013, 08:42:19 pm
Bump because poetry.