Water and Oil, a Parody
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Edmund Spenser's sonnet 30 from Amoretti
My love is like to ice, and I to fire;
How comes it then that this her cold so great
Is not dissolved through my so-hot desire,
But harder grows the more I her intreat?
Or how comes it that my exceeding heat
Is not delayed by her heart frozen cold;
But that I burn much more in boiling sweat,
And feel my flames augmented manifold?
What more miraculous thing may be told
That fire which all things melts, should harden ice:
And ice which is congealed with senseless cold,
Should kindle fire by wonderful device?
Such is the power of love in gentle mind,
That it can alter all the course of kind.
my parody
My husband's like to water, I to oil.
We're masters of the knock-down, drag-out brawl.
We just don't mix. I cause his blood to boil
and he enrages me. The dude has gall!
Why in the dickens are we both still here?
You'd think one would vamoose to parts unknown,
but each holds our vast property so dear,
we keep a death-grip on it, scowl, and moan.
Explaining our relationship is hard;
We're cold as ice, with tempers blazing hot.
All sense of reason from this home we've barred.
Will white flags soon be waving? I think not!
Such is the power of assets owned so long
by two who daily scream, "I'm right; you're wrong!"
Edmund Spenser’s sonnet (see notes) follows the rhyme scheme of
ABAB BCBC CDCD EE.
The rhyme scheme of my parody is English/Shakespearean.
Date: January 11, 2020
Contest Title: English Sonnets Contest
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Copyright © Janice Canerdy | Year Posted 2020
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