Son Parody Poems

Cat got your tongue? Hey what’s the matter?
Why ain’t you sayin’ what’s there inside?
If I were somebody who didn’t know better,
I’d say you been simplified

Simplified,...

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The Hill of Howth During Horse Show Week 1972


June 16 is Bloomsday when in a world defying time
which stately fat Buck Mulligan starts off with...

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Come sale with me my suite suite rows,
Wheel flea together in corn rose,
I am your mussel soleful night,
Who byes you flours every knight.

Let’s sing suite...

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O Christ Child Devine
One enchanted night came sweet Angel singing
Proclaiming peace was descending down to earth
On wings of love a baby boy was winging
Souls filled...

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They wouldn’t let me be White 
Oh I wanted to be 
Dreams of that Pulitzer haunted me 

They said, Sir, you have ten minutes to...

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Ding Dong!! Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Here’s our time to party in our shells!
Mr. Rudolph the red nose reindeer,
Please wear a mask this upcoming year!
I don’t...

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Go and stretch a puppy's tail,
    Get with rice a manioc root,
Tell me if sun will buy moon a veil,
  ...

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I identify as the king who only kneel to God
With the puissance to smile with destruction all around
Frustration mental abusiveness
Still comfortably above ground
Humbled by the...

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Who would lay claim to know, 
The greatest story ever told,
Perhaps Homer Simpson Doh! 
For none else is so bold. 

It would take a mere...

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What if God was one of us,
with a nasty foot fungus,
just a stranger full of lust,
groping people on the bus,
and exposing young his bone,
at night...

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Zotëri Count Dracula
is a terrible, Transylvanian host
Mister Tarantula Fangs serves watered down
fermented, sour liver compost

I know 
because my Planet Terror peep Tarantino
said so

Vladdie’s batty bandë
campy...

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Two four-letter words,
I truly despise
Got nothing but hate for them,
I’m not gon lie ... 
but I got my reasons why
Jobs!
Politicians always seem to forget
to put...

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There is a town in Austin
they call "the Roach Motel,"
for many a poor roach that entered there
a sticky fate befell.
Now roaches, you keep our of...

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Charlie was dead

Charlie was dead: to begin with,
There is no doubt whatever about that.
I leave my residue to Carol for Christmas
and Little Dorrit his faithful...

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Welcome to the war, son ...
You’ve been conscripted,
go grab a gun
And you daughters 
of the new American flag,
you’re not exempted either
Go get that gat outta...

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