PASTICHE, including PARODY-LYRICS: (Pastiche implies the use of several sources, even several art-forms, as a vehicle for the parody)
ORIGINAL POEMS: Lyrics are based in part on the poems "Jabberwocky"1871, Lewis Carroll for stanza 1-8, and "La Belle Dame Sans Merci"1819, John Keats, for stanza 9.
PARODY COMPOSED: Giorgio Coniglio, 2001 and 2014.
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The protagonist of this pseudo-medieval tale acted as treasurer of a de facto condominium involving 25 cottage properties at the northern edge of Lake Erie, in the Township of Malahide (yes!). Drama developed when the owner of a large adjacent shorefront property, under financial duress, threatened to sell a portion of his land (which included a sizable 'frog-pond') for a trailerpark development.
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| The traditional tune "Greensleeves" |
TRAILERPARKY
(to the tune of "Greensleeves")
'Twas April, and the faulty stoves
Were piled beside the sagging gate;
All fish-flied were the poplar groves,
With plumbing opened late.
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Carroll and Alice Lidell
(fanciful portrait) |
"Beware the Trailerpark, my son!
The johns that flush! porch swings that glide!
Beware E. coli counts, and shun
Approvious Malahide !"
At 'condo, sort-of' heads they shook:
Long floating loan-forms he prepares -
So co-signed he, with the Private Three
At the Bank of M upstairs.
And as the roadway bills he paid
Erie-storms the clay did shift.
The drained Cement-and-Gravel Way
Lay rubbled ' neath the cliff.
Back tax! back tax! the Feds they forced
The neighbour's plans deflated twice !
He played his hand, and copped the land
At a freshly garnished price.
And hast thou bought the Marshy-Flats ?
Come to the Tuck-Shop brunch !", they voice.
"Mosquito breeds, O Noxious Weeds !
But we have no other choice."
'Twas August, and the slant-cut poles
Were tied and turgid by the gate:
All pansied were the Old-road's holes,
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| Clay cliffs, west of the site of the story |
And the levy-cheques post-date.
By autumn, at the condo's shore
Did tires the tree-drift beach retread;
All frogsy was OUR pond, and for
The moment books out-red.
And this is why few snowbird here,
Valve-closed or winter-watering,
'Though sludge is filtered from the lake,
And no bugs sting.
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Lake Erie cliffs, looking west
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La Belle Dame
Sans Merci
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Performing Notes
'Twas [Dm] April, and the [C] faulty [Am] stoves
Were [Dm] piled beside the [Am] sagging gate;
All [Dm] fish-flied [F] were the [C] poplar [Am] groves,
With [Dm] plumbing [A7] opened [Dm] late.
"Be[F]ware the Trailer[C]park, my [Am] son!
The [Dm] johns that flush! porch [A] swings that glide!
Be[F] ware E. coli [C] counts, and [Am] shun
Ap[Dm]provious [A7] Mala[Dm]hide !"
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And [Dm] this is [F] why few [C] snowbird [Am] here,
Valve-[Dm] closed or winter-[Am]-watering,
'Though [Dm] sludge is [F] filtered [C] from the [Am] lake,
And [Dm] no [A7] bugs [Dm] sting.
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