Some Say the World Will End In Plagiarism...
I just realized something: my very silly poem here has the exact same rhyme scheme (and ending scheme) as Robert Frost's "Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening." Here's the proof.
I just want to point out that this is an accident. All that happened is that I was in my friend's girly shower, looking for soap, and I saw some "shower gel." I thought, "What the hell is shower gel?" and felt the swing of it, and once the next line came easily to me--I knew it would have to be something like "The label's vague; I cannot tell"--I realized it was begging to be versified. But at the time the only model I had in mind was "I Do Not Love Thee, Dr. Fell"--which, by the way, has a more interesting backstory than I was aware of.
I just want to point out that this is an accident. All that happened is that I was in my friend's girly shower, looking for soap, and I saw some "shower gel." I thought, "What the hell is shower gel?" and felt the swing of it, and once the next line came easily to me--I knew it would have to be something like "The label's vague; I cannot tell"--I realized it was begging to be versified. But at the time the only model I had in mind was "I Do Not Love Thee, Dr. Fell"--which, by the way, has a more interesting backstory than I was aware of.
Labels: humor and whimsy, poems
posted by Cowboy Dave Dickerson | 10:50 AM
1 Comments:
I actually thought it was a deliberate homage. Huh.
For your next silly poem, I'd like to see you rhyme the "word" I had to type below this screen: ukxdpty.
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