Sezzi here. Me and Reene finally got around to
writing something again…..though it's not very much. We got bored
in English, and ended up writing poetry from Jack Sparrow's POV.
No, I'm not sure how we got there either…….
There are
reasons why we shouldn't sit next to each other, but we ignore
them.
The one's underlined are mine, the other's are Reene's.
I think this is the one that started it…..
Where's the rum?
It has gone.
Where's the
rum?
Burning.
Wench.
Aww…..
the rum's gone.
I'm
sad now….
I love rum!
Rum loves me!
Rum is burn….ing….by the tree…..WENCH!
As the rum burns away,
and I
can't find a reason.
The wench laughs today,
she's killing
me
unwillingly
R eally really really tasty
U m……crap! It's burning!
M ean little wench #mumble#
My drinky's got a first name
it's R.U.M it's rum!
My
drinky's got a second name
it's B.U.R.N..ing?…….crap…..
I love rum!
Rum loves me!
Rum
is….burning!
Wiiill! Your wench is burning my rum agaaaiin…..
Why has the rum gone?
You do not need the rum jack.
Don't
burn the rum wench.
I've been to Japan and Nepal
And seen the Chinese
Great Wall
But ne'er had so much fun
As when I've had
rum
But that stupid wench burnt it all!
Did you ever see a lassie
Go this way
And that
way?
Did you ever see a lassie
a-burning….my rum!
Can you tell I like the word wench?
I do. Very much so.
I guess I should call some of these parodies, as the fit to an existing tune….mostly mine, but I've never been very good at creating my own poems.
And as a bonus: a mini parody
of Bohemian Rhapsody myself and Metal Madness made up in ICT.
I am
the captain of the Imperial Fleet
Darth Vader, it's the
Emp'ror
Must blow up another planet
Cannot do that
Master
Must find Luke Skywalker
Why?
He's my son
He's
your son?
He's my son
He will join us
He will join us of
will die
The Rebellion will not keep him from me
From me
From
me
From me!