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Sonnet #18 (Shakespeare) Parody/Originality Contest
Hello, here is a contest where all you have to do is write up a parody of William Shakespeare's Sonnet #18. There are about 154 sonnets written by Shakespeare, and this one is arguably the most popular out of all of them.
There will be no theme as of now, and works will be judged on rhyming patterns, and syllable count, leaving out iambic pentameter (due to it's difficulty and restrictions.) The works will also be judged on it's originality, it can be comedic or as serious and dramatic as you want.
Should the contest be successful, there may or may not be another round.
Sonnet #18
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st;
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Parody Example
Shall I compare thee to a bale of hay?
Thou art more dusty and far less neat.
Rough winds do toss thy mop about, I'd say,
Which looks far worse than hay a horse would eat.
Sometime thy squinty eye looks into mine
Through stringy, greasy hair that needs be trimm'd,
And ne'er a horse had such a stench as thine,
As though in stagnant sewers thou hast swimm'd.
Thy disgusting image shall not fade;
This my tortured mind and soul doth know.
O, I should love to hit thee with a spade;
And with that blow I hope that thou wouldst go.
So long as I can breathe, my eyes can see,
And I can run, I'll stay away from thee...
Parody Template
Shall_________________________? -
Thou art more_____________________:
Rough winds ________________________,
And _______________________________:
Sometime too _______________________,
And often is_______________ dimm'd;
And every _____________ sometime declines,
By __________________________, untrimm'd;
But thy _______________ shall not fade
Nor ___________________ thou ow'st;
Nor____________________________,
When ___________________ thou grow'st;
So long _______________ or ________________,
So long ___________, and _____________ to thee.
Note: You need not follow the template exactly, and you may alter some things as much as you want, but try not to stray too far from the Sonnet.
Rules and Closing Date:
- You may post as many entries as you want.
- You may not use inappropriate words.
- You may not plagiarize (I will know. I will check. You will be punished accordingly.)
- Follow general forum rules.
- CLOSING DATE: April 30th 2015 which is more than enough time to write at least one entry.
- Winner will be announced soon after and cannot be negotiated.
Winner's Prize
The winner will receive a 30 Day Membership in AFG+.
I have spoken to Ferret about it, and I believe the prize is set for claim.
Of course, special thanks to @Ferret for the gifting the prize!
Good luck to all participants
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Here's my parody, it's winter themed:
Shall I compare thee to snow in a day?
Thou art more cold and more great
Soft winds keep coming all the day,
And winter's winds last for a long date
Sometimes too cold for us to endure,
And often in it's white form needs being heat'd
But every snowflake for a long endure:
By the wind it comes, and sometimes must be clean'd,
But for a long they will stay in this land!
Nor should be not liked, because it's not eternal
And should be enjoyed, especially in Greenland,
With the winter, everything is more special,
So long as snow can be felt or ice can be seen;
So long it's more cool, and this brings joy to thee!
UPDATE:
I've decided to move the date of the deadline. It will be up until May to give much more time, plus I wanted more people to have a chance at experiencing the greatness of AFG+.
Also, should someone who already has access to these features win, I will pick the runner to have to prize
Well, armorplayergc might just win for being the only one to submit, though I'm pretty sure the syllable count is wrong.
@StormWalker I'll wait for more submissions of course.
And about the syllable count, I won't be too strict on that, I know it should truly be 10 syllables per line to be a Shakespearean sonnet, but then, the iambic pentameter should also be added, and that would mean the difficulty would increase dramatically. This is all for fun and creativity.
Well, armorplayergc might just win for being the only one to submit, though I'm pretty sure the syllable count is wrong.
thanks? but anyway, i don't think i'm going to win, this is the first poem i made in my life
And about the syllable count, I won't be too strict on that
THANKS! that's going to help a lot everybody who tries
I'll try to use my skills in being a horrible poet simply to make certain people feel like their contest wasn't a flop.
Just kidding, I'll try to get some form of poetry in for this, the prize seems far more appealing than a merit.
Shall I begin to watch more anime?
It hast more interest and more plot line
Rough winds the Going Merry oft do sway
And animation often is divine
Sometime too I stop to speak online
And often when I stop has the sun dimm'd;
And every time I fear and start to pine,
By pirates drunk and with their beards untrimm'd;
But though after conscious thoughts slip from my mind
And eyes begin to start to close from sleep
I sneak away and in the darkness find
An ad displaying a weird Christmas creep
So long as people play and honor hold
Homework can wait, until I grow more old.
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Here is my entry. And the worst parody ever. Arsonism themed (That obvious? )
I changed the rhymes from 1-3 and 2-4 to 1-2 and 3-4. It is just a different way to write it! I've also never done this before. So here we go:
Shall I burn thee to a crisp? -
Thou art less attractive and less neat:
Rough winds will give thou no more trouble,
And thou'll be trapped under the rubble:
Sometimes too hot means almost killed,
And often hast thy life dimmed;
And as everyone'st sometime deduced,
By flames to ashes, they'll be reduced;
But thy spark shall not quickly fade
Nor pain or suffering will thou taste;
Nor will thy memories come back,
When the fire hast turned thou black;
So long hateful mortal world,
So long my love, and hello Lord.
Really Legend, by the looks of it, you are already the winner with your parody example! Neither of us comes even close in my opinion.
Doom, neither? There are three! XD Also, I agree
Shall I compare thee to a bale of hay?
Great works so far!! keep it up everyone! And remember, you may submit as many as you all like!
Hey guys, here's an example I made which could help! It doesn't follow the iambic pentameter, but it will do for syllable count and rhyming patterns!
Shall I compare thee to a sharpened blade?
Thou art more foul and smellier this week.
Rough winds do spread your mighty gas I'd say,
Which looks like death by fart than death by leak.
Sometime thy spread legs eye death into mine,
And often thy long butt hair needs be trimm'd.
And ne'er a smell could murder like thine,
As though in gutters thou bare naked swimm'd.
Thy bladelike odor couldn't ever fade,
This my mind and nose o' loves to smell thee,
Should I have a cold or my health in shade.
And with strength, thou should keep in steadily.
So long noses can smell, red eyes can heal,
And Stomachs can hold like hardened jail steel.
Remember the win is AFG+ membership!
Because nobody has time or can draw to his inspiration for something like this (or both)... I think...
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