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You know that writing exercise where the professor gives you a topic, you write one line and pass it along? In this case, the topic was “The End”. This is the result:
Is also the beginning, my funny one
Erratic endings evoke elusive emotions
When does a person truly start living?
Succumbed to rot with bleached bones
Yippie Kai Yay
INYMI- Reblogging some of my original stuff
For my theatre class. I apologize for the poor sound quality. Keating’s (Robin Williams) monologue from Dead Poets Society (1989)
ICYMI- My monologue for theatre class.
Not Iambic….Do Not Accept…
These tags I’ll pop, and boast in rhyming verse
that what I wear puts swagger in my gait;
though twenty shillings have I in my purse,
my self-esteem and manhood both inflate
when lofty furs I purchase for a cent.
Thy grandpa’s clothes are worthy salvage, though
they smell a trifle musty. Still, I spent
much less to dress myself from head to toe.
To save or not to save? The question’s moot.
I’ll never give my coin to high-street crooks.
These dusty shelves will yield their hidden loot
to those, like me, more frugal in their looks.
Like ancient coins washed up on distant shores,
I’ll find my treasures in these thrifty stores.
- Macklemore, “Thrift Shoppe”
*Crying with laughter*
ITS IN IAMBIC PENTAMETER. SWEET JESUS THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE THING.
THIS IS THE MOST BRILLIANT POSY I HAVE EVER SEEN.
Guys, that’s not only Iambic, that’s a fucking sonnet. *claps*
Grammatically correct for the period and a couple of references to Shakespeare’s actual works.
I’m sincerely impressed.
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