Vee Bdosa Poet Burlesque

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One tip I received long ago in writing "Modern Poetry" (what-ever the heck that is,) was to write new words to the melody of a song you like. Hmmm I said, I think I will try that, and so that is where FLY came from and the song was NORWEGIAN WOOD ,but it kind of loses out a little at the end a couple of lines. I think I did 2 or 3 other songs, including a Turtles song that I really like the poem I ended up with.

Fly

FLY
Once there was a boy he was a king
had everything
he wanted to fly fly to the sky
he was the king
the tower he jumped from was higher than ten people high
though he flapped his wings he thought this was the day he would die.

He landed in straw but broke his arm
not a great harm
he still thought he could fly and he would
he was still king.
he met a poor maiden while taking a walk to the square
she blew him a kiss and he followed her right home from there

She had not a thing but she could sing
sing to her king
he gave all his gold to poor and old
and she would sing
together they're happy and know how it is to be poor
but he doesn't miss all the fine things that he had before

He wanted to fly fly to the sky
look at them fly.
© Ron Wilson Arbuthnot
aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet

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