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Post by Fatal hilarity on May 16, 2009 14:13:41 GMT -5
Okay, as promised to LittleRed, this is the poem I wrote about the weasels. It's the only weasel-related work I've done that's completely finished.
Weaselism
“Well, you can't trust them very much, and that's a simple fact.”
To paraphrase what's said to Mole, by a certain fellow named Rat.
For they steal what's precious to you- lock your windows and doors!
Beware their serpentine bodies, sneaking across the moors.
Wanted for their greedy gleam, wanted for their slink-
The wrong side of the tracks is where they live, raising up a stink!
They're demons in caps and sweaters, hellbound in a basket.
They'll bring you with them if they can- there's no way they can mask it!
Their eyes flash bright at the sight of hunny, women, and of gold-
Their jealousy has made them covet- an envy centuries old!
And now they've spread their germ into the US of A,
Where they'll get their paws into butter, eat a Rabbit on the way...
They form a mob, the Mafia of toons! Brass knuckles and blackjacks galore.
The city at night is never safe, with their plans they have in store.
They must be destroyed! These vermin of ink,
or they'll suck out your baby's breath.
They have one weakness, I know for sure...
A weakness that causes them death.
Tear down your wall, Mr. Toad! For it will be your head!
For when your Town is melted down, we'll laugh until we're dead!
Freedom to the Oppressed! Don't tell us what to say!
We're talkin' 'bout Destruction- dock off your tails and say “Nay!”
I wanna be Anarchy, and let them know who we are!
Throw away your snuff box, and smoke a big cigar!
Guzzle the hunny straight out of the jug, lose your mind in song!
For in the Wreckage of the Man, our lives will not last long.
Lose yourself in wailing Sax, dip your Horn into the Pool...
Adjust your fedora, comb your hair, look hip, look tough, look cool.
For when we die, it'll be in joy! In washtub gin, we'll drown.
But when we do, there'll be nothing left- our enemies'll be brought down.
The cops come in- with pistols and swords.
The Jig is up! Let's cheese it!
They laugh to their Doom- they choke on their words-
The Weasels could not achieve it.
Beating their faces- kicking them out-
They die in loss and in vain.
But it's not the end- for they'll wreak revenge
When they rise and conquer again.
And so it still stands: Revolution is for naught.
The Circle turns once more.
The Hall, it lies in ruin-
Their bodies lie on the floor.
And so in inked and painted cell
The survivors're trapped behind bars.
Let's hope they can blow up the building
So our stars will come to see stars.
The room is quiet- save for the Humming-
of harsh and muttered Words-
Perhaps we should listen- perhaps find out-
What they plan for next year's Mischief Night.
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Post by psychoangel51402 on May 17, 2009 18:34:33 GMT -5
Oh, my...that is without a doubt the BEST poem I have EVER heard or read...I don't know if this is odd or not, but I actually find it beautiful, even...never have I heard of such a tribute to weasels...this is truly a masterpiece.
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Post by Fatal hilarity on May 17, 2009 21:16:59 GMT -5
Wow.... I've NEVER been complimented like that... I really appreciate it. Thanks so much!
And to think I've barely read any poetry... mostly Shel Silverstein, if you can believe it. I just seemed to get a grasp of it during last Fall's poetry class, somehow. I'm more influenced by song lyrics, actually- which is poetry set to music, anyhow.
I think of the words rhythmically rather than word or syllable count, so the meter is always uneven. It fits against a beat, rather than creating its own beat.
I imagine you've noticed the references I make. I also quote from two different rock songs- can anyone guess what they are?
EDIT: Apparently Spikey has taken back her compliment...
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Post by psychoangel51402 on May 18, 2009 20:16:47 GMT -5
Well, it's true! I get chills when I read it...it's really beautiful.
So! That's the trick! I've never been able to write poetry - I tried and it really came out more as random prose.
I got the references to the weasels...was the bit about the Rabbit referring to Br'er Weasel? I particularly liked the mention of hunny, probably because it strikes me as amusing that a guy, especially a 'grown-up', would care enough about a nemesis of Pooh Bear to mention him in poetry ^_^ I go very deep into the psychology of everything, you see- you aughta hear my insights into Lilo and Stitch. (Please don't take that as an insult).
Sadly, I did not recognize any rock song references...sorry. I just don't know many classic rock songs. I pretty much just know "Born to Be Wild", and that's all. ^//^
Apparently...I can't imagine why...have you made sure to comment on all her work? She seems to prefer a sort of comment trade system...
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Post by Fatal hilarity on May 18, 2009 22:49:48 GMT -5
Actually, you'd be amazed at how much poetry out there is just random prose. They usually call it "free form" or "free verse" or "blank verse"... or even "prose poetry"! ...Which is cute and all, but I like there to be a reason for it to be formatted unconventionally.
The best non-rhyming poetry I've ever read is by Shel Silverstein. Me, I prefer to rhyme, and only fail to do so when the mood strikes.
It's okay- my inner child is very important to me. Also, since my mother did most of the raising, I have a greater understanding of women and my own feminine side than the average guy/jerk.
Yeah, that's referring to Br'er Rabbit and Br'er Weasel, although you could probably include Roger as well. Poetry is flexible that way...
"I wanna be Anarchy" is the hook to The Sex Pistols song "Anarchy in the UK" (a decidedly R-rated band), and "we're talkin' 'bout Destruction" is a paraphrase from The Beatles song "Revolution".
I made the poem about rebellion and social revolution in general, really, and how it almost always get defeated somehow, eventually, one way or another. The only ones I can think of that have really worked so far are the Reformation, the American Revolution, and the Civil Rights Movement...
And yet it's also about never giving up that revolution, and slowly chipping away... and it's also about demonization, paranoia, prejudice, us vs. them mentalities, and the unwise path of crime and violence.
...A rebellion that got off the wrong foot because of either side following the path of hate, fear, and prejudice, and ended miserably. Brought down by decadence and self-indulgence.
As a mostly pacifist, Jeffersonian, Lutheran Christian, I believe that only when one fights for love, freedom, and justice without hate in their hearts will you win the fight.
...Boy, I sure can read into all those silly cartoons, can't I? XP
(As for Spikey, she can rest assured that I merely didn't have anything to say to her. I don't generally read the fanfictions here, and quite frankly, I don't understand why getting responses is so important to her.)
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Post by psychoangel51402 on May 19, 2009 0:30:06 GMT -5
Oh! As I'm sure you imagined, I've never heard of the Sex Pistols, but I've heard a Beatles song or two.
That is why that poem is so beautiful to me. I'm not going to go on about my problems, but I truly understand the need for revolution. I know the desperate need to break free, and also the bitterness of being crushed in trying to do so. I feel the emotions here, truly.
(I don't know, either...I mean, responses are great, but you can't expect EVERYONE to have something to say about EVERYTHING you do.)
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Post by Fatal hilarity on May 19, 2009 2:53:56 GMT -5
Well, unless you can tolerate public misbehavior, foul language, drug abuse and really bad singing, I don't recommend the Sex Pistols. They're one of the first punk bands. I really only listen to them at all because they're so influential... there's only so many good things I can say about them.
The Beatles on the other hand... there's almost nothing bad I can say about them. Everything I know about music branches off of my love of their music.
I'm proud and honored to have touched you so much with this poem. It is the first time I've ever truly done that for anyone with my art, and it's a wonderful feeling. I thank God that I've finally accomplished the true goal of an artist... I pray that I can continue to do so.
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Post by psychoangel51402 on May 19, 2009 16:29:49 GMT -5
Yeah...well, the Beatles are awesome! I love their music! (Well, almost all of it. I'm not so entirely fond of "Rocky Raccoon")
Perhaps writing poetry is the first step towards writing music! It could be what God is calling you to! If you can move one person so much with one poem, imagine how many people you could move towards Him with a whole concert of your songs!
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Post by Eternity on May 19, 2009 17:07:22 GMT -5
That was beautiful fatal!
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Post by Fatal hilarity on May 19, 2009 17:31:38 GMT -5
Thanks so very much, you guys. Your compliments mean a lot to me.
I guess you haven't read my posts in the "favorite band/type of music" thread- I am in fact a musician and composer, and have been for many years. The first thing I did when it comes to music was write song lyrics, before I could play any instruments or sing in pitch. While some are pretty stupid, I'm surprised to see that some of them are quite good, especially considering I was eleven at the time...
I play guitar primarily- mostly electric. I also know a smattering of bass, keyboards, harmonica, kazoo, ukulele, and this Chinese bowed instrument called an erhu. I can sing too, and those who have heard me have said that I'm good at it...
It's always been my dream to be part of a band and record and release my own music. I've been learning guitar chords and playing techniques over the years, and I know a fair amount of music theory. I've only just gotten the means to properly record myself (although I still insist on eventually getting an analog multitrack tape recorder), so I mean to record all of my compositions soon...
When I feel ready to reveal these compositions to the public is different matter entirely, and I doubt it'd be anytime soon.
Really? What's wrong with "Rocky Raccoon"? Is it because it's a country song, or because it's about someone getting shot? It's not meant to be taken seriously.
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Post by jebikun on May 19, 2009 23:48:31 GMT -5
This is so well written! It's a wonderful tribute for weasel and weasel cartoon characters(mostly Disney?) !! You sure got talent  |
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Post by Fatal hilarity on May 20, 2009 0:21:30 GMT -5
Thanks! It's really Disney only, since weasels are actually quite rare outside of Disney's body of work... at least from my observation, after years of watching classic and not-so-classic cartoons.
I have considered looking at non-Disney weasels, but that would only be possible after getting a bunch of DVDs...
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Post by Fatal hilarity on May 20, 2009 4:43:19 GMT -5
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Post by psychoangel51402 on May 26, 2009 22:26:31 GMT -5
Sorry, I don't usually read those threads...they tend to get long...
There's nothing WRONG with "Rocky Raccoon"...it's just kinda sad...
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Post by Fatal hilarity on May 27, 2009 2:47:59 GMT -5
Oh... well, he does find faith! You could look at it that way.
Of course, Paul was mainly being silly with that song.
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