A holiday song, on my birthday, for L-girl... GOOD PRINCE THEOGood Prince Theo looked around At the GM meeting.There are treasures to be foundWhere the hot stove’s heating.With his laptop forth he wentForth they went togetherHard in search of arms and bats,And shortstops who flash leather!Pressure creases Theo’s brow,Working his Mozilla.He’ll not flee, he makes a vow,Dressed as a gorilla.Still the trade winds threaten doomTheo must be canny;There are cutthroats in the roomPlotting to steal Manny!Every fan and pundit knowsThe outfield sure needs fixin’They will scream if Theo choseManny, Crisp and Nixon.So he signs up J.D. Drew(Though his passion may go)Maybe Manny’d fetch a fewArms from San Diego!Joy of Sox is angry nowAt Prince Theo’s folly;If this happens, tell me howChristmas can be jolly?Redsock nation, ban dismayThis is just December;Whatever the team is todayIt won’t be next September.
Have a Happy Birthday, Jack!
Jack, you've outdone yourself, truly. Thank you for the song! I hope you have a very happy birthday. I'm making a note to myself to write you a poem when my day rolls around...
Dressed as a gorilla! What a great rhyme. Though his passion may go... arms from San Diego... also killer.This recalls my former days with my former team, when an email buddy and I had rhyme schemes for every player, and an epic rhyming poem about the '98 team.
What tune is this sung to?
Hmmm..Is Redsock kidding, or genuinely carol-challenged? Assuming he's kidding, but just in case, the song is to the tune of "Good King Wenceslas." I heard it on the radio today, and the line about the snow being "Deep and crisp and even" caused me to think, "Gee, that sounds like a potential Sox outfield!" So I just had to write the rest of the song.Thanks for the Birthday wishes, guys.
No joke. I guess I know the big Xmas hits, but that's it.
Opps! Then I was guilty of the same type of cultural bias that led to racist aptitude tests through the 50s, 60s and 70s. The carol was taught in schools in Boston when I was a kid. It's one of the odd ones, but nice, as it is about those with wealth and influence helping the poor. Bing Crosby sang it on one of his classic Christmas albums, but it's almost always a choir piece.Without knowing the original, one certainly cannot truly appreciate the delicate satire, the immensly subtle plays on phrases and words, and the delicious ironic references to its subtextual fabric built into the parody...
I don't know the tune either, but I know the name of the song for some reason, so I guessed that was it.I say "for some reason" because growing up in the mostly-Jewish suburbs in Rockland County, NY, I didn't hear many Xmas carols, and now I avoid them the way some here avoid Michael Kay.and the line about the snow being "Deep and crisp and even" caused me to think, "Gee, that sounds like a potential Sox outfield!" Ha! Love it.the delicate satire, the immensly subtle plays on phrases and words, and the delicious ironic references to its subtextual fabric built into the parody... But the modesty and humility of the composer really shines through.
Oh NO! You mean you didn't recognize the source of my parody of my description of my parody????No wonder satire is dead.
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