Stopping to Plagiarize on a Snowy
Evening
By
Rick Barry (with inspiration from Robert Frost)
Whose
words these are I think I know.
His
lawyer isn’t watching though.
He
will not see me scanning here
To
steal his words, which nicely flow.
My
little dog must think it queer
To
filch these lines without fear,
To
pinch the words and be a fake,
The
darkest cunning of the year.
He gives his dog tags a loud shake
As
if to warn, “A lot’s at stake!”
The
only other sound’s the beep
My
printer gives as lines I take.
These
words are lovely, rich and deep,
But
me? I have deadlines to keep,
And
pages to type before I sleep,
And
pages to type before I sleep.When he's not spoofing Robert Frost, Rick Barry is the author of over 200 published short stories and articles, plus two novels. Visit his personal blog at http://rickbarry.blogspot.com.
Twas many days after Christmas, and all through the house, all the presents were opened, and one even given to a mouse. The stockings were taken down, by the chimney with care, in hopes that no gifts had been left in there.
ReplyDeleteFunny Darren. Our stockings are still up and I'm wondering how long it's going to take the boys to figure out why.
DeleteHah! Good one Rick! Love it!!!!
ReplyDeleteLove it, Rick!
ReplyDeleteCLEVER, SKILLFUL FUN with one of my favorite (to teach) poets. . . :-)
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed it, friends. This piece was fun to develop.
ReplyDeleteFun, Rick. Don't you love it when the Muse is mischievous?
ReplyDeleteThanks, Mary. Definitely do!
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