These are brilliant. My favorite: http://popsonnet.tumblr.com/post/87923316068/selfie I spied a boorish rouge across the hall whose eyes again met mine in fleeting winks. Just yesternight, he sought a social call-- he aims to incite jealousy, methinks! He sits and courts another maiden there whose vestments are unfashion'ble and coarse. O, thinkest thou he finds her visage fair? Wouldst thou the beauty of her face endorse? The minstrel's lyric fills the hall with song, a story of a love in summer lost. I find his judgment lacks-- the time is wrong, for summer's heat is still belied by frost. -- I long to have a pipe; but first, I'm sure I should engage in swift self-portraiture. The Chainsmokers, "Selfie"
Hilarious :grin: Young Thomas is a longshoreman by trade whose guild ceased work to fight for wages fair. The strike drags on; ‘tis weeks since he’s been paid – a crawl toward destitution and despair. But he has been from truest hardship saved; his sweetheart Gina’s at an inn employed where, for her love, she works as though enslaved so they might still their usurers avoid. She tells him softly, “We must not despair; despite our prospects grim, we must endure! We have our love; ‘tis wealth beyond compare, worth all the trial of our fate unsure. - With pray’r alone, we have survived ‘til now. Pray, take my hand! We’ll triumph soon, I vow!” Bon Jovi, “Livin’ on a Prayer” From western Philadelphia I hail, where in my youth I’d play upon the green ‘til – rue the day! – I found myself assail’d by ruffians contemptible and mean. Although the spat was trivial and brief, it wounded my dear mother deep within; and so, to give her conscience sweet relief, she sent me forth to live amongst her kin. When to my port of call I’d been conveyed, I came upon a coachman most unique; and yet, I simply took the trip and paid, despite his cab’s décor and fresh mystique. - I survey all the land with princely mien in fair Bel-Air, where I do lay my scene. Will Smith, “The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air”
