This thread asks you to take the first line of a popular song or poem, then change the second line to whatever you want.
The outlook wasn’t brilliant
for the Mudville nine that day.
Four players had tested positive
And weren’t allowed to play…
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: “A king built many monuments to himself, many of which still stand. Sure, over the centuries, some of them got wrecked; but some survived much better than you might expect…”
Great timing…I came up with this yesterday:
What’ll I do
When you
Won’t vaccinate?
It’s a mandate
What’ll I do?
Early one morning, the sun was shinin’,
I was layin’ in bed…
Workin’ from home is pretty cool,
but if the boss FaceTime’s, I’m dead.
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
You’ll buy less Christmas crap (a lot).
The highwayman came riding, riding, riding.
To sell to you clean furnace ducts.
And aluminium siding.
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked
I was a Jeopardy contestant
Australians all let us rejoice
For we have prawns and tubes of ice cold beer.
The boy stood on the burning deck
whence all but he had fled.
“I told them if I wasn’t paid
I’d torch this tub.” he said.
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To mark his woods with yellow snow.
The boy stood on the burning deck, whence all but he had fled:
But this was scarcely odd because the poor little lad was dead.
Cos it’s his wife with whom I’m in bed.
Hello darkness, my old friend. I’ve come to talk with you again
The lights are out and the moon don’t shine
I stumble around but I won’t whine
To put me down would be humane
But maybe it would be better to abstain
As I was walking down the street one day
A man came up to me and asked me what the time was that was on my watch, yeah
And I said
“3:35 AM. Or maybe it’s 3:34. It’s so hard to read these analog watches in the dark.”
The boy stood on the burning deck
Eating peanuts by the peck.
“I don’t care,” he loudly boasted,
“Because I like my peanuts roasted.”
My dad used to recite that one.
I whip it out 'cause no one’s near
I should have skipped that final beer
One last squirt and then a shake
As steam clouds disappear
The boy stood on the burning deck,
Picking his nose like mad.
He rolled it into little balls
And flicked them at his dad.
or a more intellectual one:
The boy stood on the burning deck.
Alas, he is no more
For what he thought was H2O
Was H2S04.
I saw what you did there.
I came up with this for my wife over 30 years ago:
Come live with me and be my love
And I’ll buy you a baseball glove.
Oh, say can you see
Any bedbugs on me?
If you do, pick a few
‘cause I caught them from you.
(Courtesy of my Mom)
A poem by Hans Moleman:
I think that I shall never see
My cataracts are blinding me