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The road was a ribbon of moonlight across the purple moor

when the highwayman came riding, riding up to my front door.

Sirrah, raged he, in tones of dudgeon and high incense:

no more delay, I pray, please pay for your TV license!




Come pensive nun, devout and pure,

sober, steadfast and demure.

Let's go out and have some fun:

we'll dance the fandango and the tango,

and I'll have you home by half past one.




There is sweet music here which softer lies

thn tired eyelids upon tired eyes;

when it gets too much I make it stop

and switch my iPod to hip hop.




The Assyrian came down like a wolf on the fold

and his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold;

with ulullating cries they surrounded my car,

and sold me five rugs and a bug in a jar.




When to the sessions of sweet silent thought

I summon up remembrance of things past,

I think of fine ladies I have caught

and hope the latest won't be last.




I will arise now and go to Inisfree,

and a cabin I will build there of clay and wattles made;

nine whiskey stills shall I have there, all made just for me,

smoke dope in a purple glow, then doze off in the shade.



In Xanadu did Kubla Khan

A stately pleasure-dome decree:

Where Alph, the sacred river, ran

Through caverns measureless to man

Down to a sunless sea.

And I remember how he said to me,

you can't take pleasure with you,

you must take your pleasures now,

with girls brought in from Vegas

and gamblers from Macau.




No man is an island entire of itself; every man

is a piece of the continent, a part of the main;

This much is surely plain.

Half-serious, half glitter and tinsella,

A man is in fact a peninsula.



OK ... the ball is rolling. Give it a go!

Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim

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Frank E Gibbard

First to take the plunge, to your suggestion Bren. What a fun idea, I hope others follow.


My wee effort, just for starters can't compare to yours - I shan't. By the way I enjoyed the Donne one particularly, the very funny ending though I must confess I'm sorry that I've never come across "tinsella" (my ignorance perhaps). Anyway ...


(untitled parody of a famed song by the Scottish bard if it counts)


O my lover with your red red nose,

Sweet promontory, oh so sublime,

Thy blush was so very truly earned

Through days of hard drinking time.

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