I prayed myself a_trophy, <br />as golden as could be, <br />so Vivian and Sophie, <br />on PH poetry <br />could [g]ape at gilt reflection <br />praise find for rhyme ahead, <br />ignoring recollection <br />mind's guilt ridden instead. <br /> <br />Winged trophy I would merit, <br />make Pegasus so proud, <br />hear nightingale and ferret <br />recite my rants aloud. <br />Alas, verse earns no pennies, <br />points can't be traded in <br />for sense, cents, spinning Jennies, <br />lest stanzas' stall begin... <br /> <br />I'll seek through silver second <br />sweet consolation prize, <br />feat which at least is reckoned <br />worth more than Styxs hiss sighs. <br />Perhaps Judge tender-hearted <br />shall honour my request <br />if not, I'd best get started <br />on bronze song jest in_quest <br /> <br />Ingesting judgements hasty <br />my tasty morsels may <br />sell more than punning pastry, <br />internal interplay <br />perhaps bright bronze write earns me, <br />if not I'll add, ahem! <br />my Muse, pray never spurn me, <br />bestowing just H.M.! <br /> <br />[c] Jonathan Robin - Parody Sheldon Silverstein Snowball written 7 June 2008 <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Snowball <br /> <br />I made myself a snowball, <br />As perfect as could be. <br />I thought I'd keep it as a pet <br />And let it sleep with me. <br />I made it some pajamas <br />And a pillow for it's head. <br />Then last night it ran away, <br />But first, it wet the bed.'<br /><br />Jonathan ROBIN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gilt-written-after-shel-silverstein-snowball/
