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Humm, de, lade, dum! The cat fell out the drum, it swayed around and fell to the ground. Humm, de, lade, dum! The cat fell out the drum, with liqure galore, it didn't even snore. The cat fell out the drum! Hum, de, lade, dum! So now whata' ya say to the cat today, lil red eyes blood shot with wine. Hum, de, lade, dum! Yer cat fell out yer drum! Now your sobering up, and he's sobering down, cause you forgot to close yer drum!!! HUM, DEEEE, llllaaaaadddeee, DUM! Yer cat fell out yer drum. |
This is by far one of the strangest, yet catchiest poems I have ever read. The wording makes me imagine a Middle Ages man singing on the corner of the market. The style could be changed a bit, and I agree with the previous commenter on that. However, I will not let a simple error like that take away from the splendid little poem you have here. This poem is so much unlike the rest of your work that you have posted on here also. The rhythm of this song was almost one I could imagine dancing to in all sincerity. Overall it does have a dark message hidden beneath the catchy tune. I really enjoy this one, and I look forward to more from you. | Posted on 2010-04-16 00:00:00 | by FlickerofHope | [ Reply to This ] | This reminds me of a poem I read once, by Walt Whitman. "Beat, beat drums!" The two don't compare at all, but the whole drum concept had made me think of it. | ![]() I wish that, for the parts that rhymed, that you had cut them into verse. This does seem like a type of song, anyway. And that is sort of how a song works. This was incredibly amusing. ![]() ![]() | Posted on 2010-02-10 00:00:00 | by AshKetchumLuv | [ Reply to This ] | |