Select a famous poem and rewrite enough of it to spoil the original
Stopping by Woods on A Snowy Evening (Frost)
Whose moods these are I think I know.
His thoughts are in his head, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his moods fill up with snow.
My little psychiatrist must think it’s queer
To stop without a pharmacy near
Between the moods and frozen lake
The darkest situation of the year.
He gives his Diagnostic and Statistical Manual a shake
To ask if there’s some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The moods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
A Dream (Poe)
In visions of the dark knight
I have dreamed of war departed
But a waking dream of chivalry and right
Hath left me broken-hearted.
Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?
That noble dream – that noble dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely joust guiding.
What though that knight, thro’ storm and night,
So trembled from afar
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth’s day-star?