The Chaos
by Gerard Nolst Trenité Dearest creature in creation Studying English pronunciation, I will teach you in my verse Sounds like corpse, corps, horse and worse....
Poems
My favorite poetry. [47 entries.]
How Santa Knows IF you've Been Good
(Supposedly written for and sung at a U.S. Department of Justice, Office of Legal Counsel, Christmas party during the Carter Administration.) --Eugene Volokh, UCLA Law
To Think That I Saw Him On Christopher Street
One day I was bored, I had nothing to do, With nothing to do, you'd be bored. Wouldn't You? So I sat by my window and feeling so sad, Thought, Maybe I'll answer a personal ad.
'Twas the Night Before Christmas: Internet Version
Author Unknown 'Twas the night before Christmas, and throughout the net, not a modem was chirping; (It wasn't mail-hour yet). The peripherals down and backed up with care, In hopes that St. Echo soon would be there. The grad students home all snug in their beds, with hi-res dreams abuzz in their heads. We Sysops lounged by the terminal's glow,...
The Net Before Christmas
by Jim Trudeau & Jay Trudeau (1991) 'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the nets Not a mousie was stirring, not even the pets. The floppies were stacked by the modem with care In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The files were nestled all snug in a folder The screen saver turned on, the weather...
'Twas The Night Before Techmas
'Twas the nocturnal segment of the diurnal period preceding the annual Yuletide celebration, and throughout our place of residence, kinetic activity was not in evidence among the possessors of this potential, including that species of domestic rodent known as Mus musculus.
Politically Correct Santa
'Twas the night before Christmas and Santa's a wreck... How to live in a world that's politically correct?
Invictus
William Ernest Henley
Dr. Seuss Explains Computers
Author Unknown If a packet hits a pocket on a socket on a port, and the bus is interrupted as a very last resort, and the address of the memory makes your floppy disk abort, then the socket packet pocket has an error to report. If your cursor finds a menu item followed by a dash, and the double-clicking icon...
Bush Inaugural Theme Song
Author unknown, (to the tune of "What a Wonderful World" by Sam Cooke
The End of the Raven (by Edgar Allen Poe's Cat)
Henry Beard, From The Book: Poetry for Cats
Abort, Retry, Ignore?
Author Unknown, A Parody of "The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe
The Raven
Edgar Allen Poe, Complete Stories and Poems of Edgar Allan Poe
Love's Philosophy
Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Second Coming
William Butler Yeats
The New Colossus
Emma Lazarus
From Second April
Edna St. Vincent Millay
The Highwayman
By Alfred Noyes
For the Goddess Too Well Known
Elsa Gidlow
Deteriorata
National Lampoon Radio Dinner Album
Desiderata
Max Ehrmann
The Curse of Minerva
George Gordon, Lord Byron
Jabberwocky
Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass
Poems of Dorothy Parker
From the Book: Portable Dorothy Parker
Lisa's Dentistry Haiku
from Lisa
Two Digits for a Date
Author Unknown (sung to the tune of "Gilligan's Island", more or less) Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale Of the doom that is our fate. That started when programmers used Two digits for a date... two digits for a date. Main memory was much smaller then; Hard disks were smaller, too. "Four digits are extravagant, So let's...
To His Coy Mistress
Andrew Marvell
The Lover's Resolution
George Withers
Lisa's Anti-Guido Poetry
from Lisa
Interlude
Amy Lowell
Decade
Amy Lowell
Twas The Night Before Crisis
Author Unknown Twas the night before crisis, And behind White House doors, Not a creature was stirring, Especially Al Gore The interns were nestled, Dressed in their berets, In hopes that Saint Bubba Would come out to play. When on the East Lawn, There arose such a clatter, Even Sam Donaldson Lost control of his bladder. Away to our TVs...
Phenomenal Woman
Maya Angelou
Down South Valentine
author unknown Kudzu is green, my dog's name is Blue And I'm so lucky to have a sweet thang like you. Yore hair is like cornsilk A-flapping in the breeze. Softer than Blue's And without all them fleas. You move like the bass, Which excite me in May. You ain't got no scales But I luv you anyway. You're as...
Clone of My Own
The first verse and chorus are by science fiction writer Randall Garrett. The other verses are by Isaac Asimov. This parody is to be sung to the tune of Home on the Range. Oh, give me a clone Of my own flesh and bone With its Y-chromosome changed to X And when it is grown Then my own little clone...
The Prophet "on Marriage"
Khalil Gibran
The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
Christopher Marlowe - 1599
IF
Rudyard Kipling
In Excelsis
Amy Lowell
Selected Sonnets
William Shakespeare
Poems by Stephen Crane
The Complete Poems of Stephen Crane
The Condor
Truman Capote
Cat Haiku
Author Unknown
She Walks In Beauty
George Gordon, Lord Byron
Sonnett XLIII
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese
Unbosoming
Katherine Bradley and Edith Cooper
Annabel Lee
Edgar Allan Poe
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