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Old 12-04-2012, 10:37 PM   #1
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Default What poetry can you recite?

I don't think that students nowadays are required to learn poetry and recite it, at least none of my kids were.

If you were required to do that like I was, how many poems do you still remember

Alcohol helps me remember all the words but I can usually manage

The Raven
The Owl and the Pussycat
The Boy stood on the burning deck
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Old 12-04-2012, 10:40 PM   #2
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Roses are red
Violets are blue
I see what you did there
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Old 12-04-2012, 10:41 PM   #3
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One sunny day in the middle of the night
Two dead boys got up to fight
Back to back they faced each other
Drew their swords and shot each other
But the deaf policeman heard the noise
And saved the lives of the two dead boys
If you don't believe this lie, it's true
Ask the blind man, he saw it too
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Old 12-04-2012, 10:44 PM   #4
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I can surely do all of The Raven, all of If by Kipling, most of Gunga Dun, all of Tennyson's Charge of the Light Brigade, maybe the first third of Ginsberg's Howl and at least 500 dirty limericks.
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Old 12-04-2012, 10:52 PM   #5
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There once was a man from Nantucket
Whose dick was so long he could suck it
He said with a grin, as he wiped of his chin
"If my ear was a cunt, I would fuck it!"
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Old 12-04-2012, 11:18 PM   #6
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There once was a man from Nantucket
Whose dick was so long he could suck it
He said with a grin, as he wiped of his chin
"If my ear was a cunt, I would fuck it!"
[Stewie]Damn you![/Stewie]

Beat me to it!
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Old 12-05-2012, 01:01 AM   #7
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I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself
a small bird will drop dead frozen from its bough
without ever felt sorry for itself.
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Old 12-05-2012, 02:00 AM   #8
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I can recite some Langston Hughes or Maya Angelou like that back of my hand.

I used to be able to tell most of Edgar Allan Poe's stories by heart. We studied his work in Honors English in 8th Grade..will never forget it because I hated the teacher.
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Old 12-05-2012, 03:01 AM   #9
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"What does reincarnation mean?" a cowpoke asked his friend
"Welp," his friend replied, "it happens when your life has reached it's end.
They warsh your hair and close your eyes and clean your fingernails
And lay you in a padded box away from life's travails


I learned this one because as a high schooler I thought it was funny. I'm not as dead on accurate as I'd like but I'm not bad.
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Old 12-05-2012, 03:06 AM   #10
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Now the world has gone to bed
Darkness won't engulf my head
I can see by infra-red
How I hate the night

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Old 12-05-2012, 05:04 AM   #11
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I made a poem this week for my buddy i'm playing in my fantasy football playoffs:

1 of us will stand, 1 of us will fall.
Whoever wins, will end up taking it all.
Although talking trash is not my motto, getting you in the playoffs is like winning the lotto.
As you can see, I think you're team is pretty shitty.
Prove me wrong by betting me fifty
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Old 12-05-2012, 05:56 AM   #12
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To be, or not to be, that is the question:
Whether 'tis Nobler in the mind to suffer
The Slings and Arrows of outrageous Fortune,
Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them
To lurk or not to lurk that's the question
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Old 12-05-2012, 06:19 AM   #13
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The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
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Old 12-05-2012, 07:37 AM   #14
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Originally Posted by MichaelD View Post
[Stewie]Damn you![/Stewie]

Beat me to it!
Ugh, that's not at all how Stewie spews forth his putrid speech.

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[Stewie]Damn you! Vile woman! You have beaten me to it for the lahst time! You have bared the offspring that shall see to your demise![/Stewie]
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Old 12-05-2012, 07:40 AM   #15
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`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

I've recited that poem 10's of thousands of times - I used to use it for keeping my cadence when I did a lot of long distance biking.
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Old 12-05-2012, 08:46 AM   #16
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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost.

When I was just dating my wife, we went to dinner. She didn't have her glasses and asked me to read the menu. I took it and looking at the menu started reciting that poem.

It sealed the deal.
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Old 12-05-2012, 08:58 AM   #17
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When you're driving in your car,
and your house is just too far
Diarrhea, diarrhea

When your stomach is in pain,
and your making chocolate rain
Diarrhea, diarrhea

When you think it's chicken soup
but it's really liquid poop.
Diarrhea diarrhea

When your sitting on a mountain
and your butt becomes a fountain
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Old 12-05-2012, 09:28 AM   #18
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Many, of the classic mainstays already mentioned here, plus, of course, my own.

I will leave you with this one, by the WWI poet Wilfred Owen:

Dulce Et Decorum Est

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of disappointed shells that dropped behind.

GAS! Gas! Quick, boys!-- An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And floundering like a man in fire or lime.--
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,--
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
He didn't make it out of the war alive:

Dulce et Decorum est is a poem written by poet Wilfred Owen in 1917, during World War I, and published posthumously in 1920. Owen's poem is known for its horrific imagery and condemnation of war.

It was drafted at Craiglockhart in the first half of October 1917 and later revised, probably at Scarborough but possibly Ripon, between January and March 1918. The earliest surviving manuscript is dated 8 October 1917 and addressed to his mother, Susan Owen, with the message "Here is a gas poem done yesterday, (which is not private, but not final)".
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Old 12-05-2012, 09:35 AM   #19
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like a flower in a crack in the sidewark
do i cower in the dark
corner of my room

and like a lark on a lagoon in a park
i disembark
on a loneley juorney of life

and like an eelecrtrical spark
i arc
back and forth between pain & sorroow

and like a sand shark
i sit and lurk without remark
theres nothing left 2 say

-and like a treasure ship without a letter of marque
im an easy mark, for the pirates i call my friends
my life is one big question mark

-andlike tony stark
i just sit in a cave with a box of scraps trying to fix my broken heart

and like a charm quark
no body undrestands me

so i stand here and i
and i cover my heart in bark
Fear is what keeps you alive. Never not be afraid.
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Old 12-05-2012, 09:48 AM   #20
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i know a lot of poetry lines here and there, but don't have a lot of full on poems memorized. however, i remember this because we had to memorize and recite it in front of class. i will probably never forget it:

WHAN that Aprille with his shoures soote
The droghte of Marche hath perced to the roote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licour,
Of which vertu engendred is the flour;
Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth
Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the Ram his halfe cours y-ronne,
And smale fowles maken melodye,
That slepen al the night with open ye

and I also love me some William Carlos Williams. this is one of those things i say to myself in my head on occasions where it seems to fit.

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold.

also, they are technically not poems, but i constantly use these as well:

it is by will alone i set my mind in motion
it is by the juice of sapho that thoughts acquire speed
the lips acquire stains
the stains become a warning
it is by will alone i set my mind in motion

and also

I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain
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Old 12-05-2012, 09:55 AM   #21
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None. I swear not a single verse comes to mind right now.
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Old 12-05-2012, 09:56 AM   #22
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ra il giorno ch'al sol si scoloraro
per la pietà del suo factore i rai,
quando ì fui preso, et non me ne guardai,
chè i bè vostr'occhi, donna, mi legaro.

here is a googlelized translation.

It was the day the sun's ray had turned pale
with pity for the suffering of his Maker
when I was caught, and I put up no fight,
my lady, for your lovely eyes had bound me.
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Old 12-05-2012, 10:08 AM   #23
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I don't remember any full poems any longer but I remember parts. This is one of my favorites:

So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
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Old 12-05-2012, 10:09 AM   #24
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Song lyrics count, right? They're basically poems.
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Song lyrics count, right? They're basically poems.
That's the only way I can memorize poetry - if it's set to music.
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