-> "I'm Certainly No Model Of An Amiwriter Deity"
Original Song Title:
"I Am The Very Model Of A Modern Major General"
Parody Song Title:
"I'm Certainly No Model Of An Amiwriter Deity"
The Lyrics
I'm certainly no model of an amiwriter deity.
Upon the list of authors you will find me down at forty-three.
I'm crazy but I'm lazy and I'm prone to let my output slip
While serving my unnerving seventeen months of apprenticeship.
I improvise and sound so wise with skill and fine hilarity,
But writing here can cause me fear - there is a great disparity.
My written fare just can't compare and I am getting really miffed.
(Spoken: Miffed - that a bit tricky. Let's see. Got it!)
I'll never be another Shaw or Twain, Voltaire, or Johnny Swift.
But there's no song that I won't wrong - no tune that I will leave alone.
I won't desist! The words I'll twist - and play them on my slide trombone.
I get a lot of pleasure 'though it's obvious for all to see
I'm certainly no model of an amiwriter deity!
I'm lurking and I'm working on the Seven Songs the masters do.
I'm thinkin' if they're Lincoln than I've got to be George Double-U.
With rhyming and with timing I have more than just a bit of skill,
And guys like me who parody will always move in for the kill.
Consistency's still beyond me - sometimes I cannot get a laugh,
Because my brain's like thrashing grain - can't separate the wheat from chaff.
So on I pun, I've just begun - to ap-proach Aristophanes.
(Spoken: Aristophanes - that's much harder! Got it!)
There'll be no peace and I won't cease 'til you yell "Put a stop to these!".
For I'm not Byron (no denyin')! I'm just writing parody.
'Though I'm not Bach I will not squawk 'cause Tin Pan Alley's fine with me.
And 'though you might occasionally get a belly laugh from me,
I'm certainly no model of an amiwriter deity.
I'll take my turn and from you learn each nuance and each finer point,
And you can say? Some later day - another master you'll anoint.
'Til then I'll strive to write my jive and stay upon the chosen path.
I'll be direct and I'll deflect the unobomber's frozen wrath.
I will not stress - I'll comment less - until the Seven all are done.
When this one's through - I'll still have two - and it won't be a lot of fun.
I'll ply my jest and will not rest 'til my work's meritorious.
(Spoken: Meritorious - How do I get into these corners! Got it!)
When all my stuff's no longer fluff - sagacious and uproarious!
For there's a rumor that true humor - has a grain of truth in it.
So I will try while being sly to always use a bit of it.
Until that time 'though I can rhyme - I've too much mediocrity.
I'm certainly no model of an amiwriter deity!
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