Good evening, Mr. Phelps.
According to the dictionary I checked, a parody is a humorous or satirical imitation of a serious piece of literature or writing. Those pomes in the preceding post were all parodies.
Let me refresh your memory. The parodies began:
A. “In Kiwi-land did...”
B. “Alas, poor...”
C. “Nothing could be...”
D. “Whose drugs...”
E. “anyone lived...”
Here, all jumbled up, are the authors of the works I parodied:
1. Robert Frost
2. E. E. Cummings
3. John Gluck, Wally Gold, and Herb Weiner
4. Samuel Taylor Coleridge
5. Gus Kahn and Walter Donaldson
6. William Shakespeare
Your assignment, should you choose to accept it, is twofold: First, tell me the titles of the works I parodied. Second, match the authors to the genuine articles.
The sharp-eyed among you will note that the preceding post contained five parodies but I listed six authors or author-groups. The extra one is not extraneous. It belongs with this post. Can you tell me why?
A final test: Name the people in the photo below.
This tape will self-destruct in five seconds.
Hello, world! This blog began on September 28, 2007, and so far nobody has come looking for me with tar and feathers.
On my honor, I will do my best not to bore you. All comments are welcome
as long as your discourse is civil and your language is not blue.
Happy reading, and come back often!
And whether my cup is half full or half empty, fill my cup, Lord.
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