It’s been a while since I’ve covered a new poetic form, so what better form to cover than a humorous one: the parody poem.
A parody poem is one that pokes fun at another poem or poet. For instance, I recently read a parody of “We Real Cool,” by Gwendolyn Brooks, in an online version of Coe Review called “We Real White” that cracked me up. I even showed former Poetic Asides co-blogger Nancy Breen, but now it’s apparently disappeared in the ethernet.
Soooo… I’m going to provide my own example that is not nearly as funny as the “We Real Cool”-“We Real White” parody. Instead, I’m going to parody one of my all-time favorite poems by Walt Whitman–“Song of Myself.”
I congratulate myself and talk to myself;
I make a bunch of assumptions and descriptions;
what I talk about you listen to me talk about;
I talk about myself a lot;
but that’s okay;
The original version was much longer,
but nobody read it,
because it was longer,
because it had too many long descriptions,
because I have an affinity for exclammation points!!!!!!!!!!!!
So let’s cut to the chase,
and get this over with,
and celebrate me,
and celebrate you,
So here’s the short version,
and you better read it.