Uke-Song: "MORE TWISTED VERSE"

PARODY-LYRICS, based on classical poetry (limericks), a continuation of Post #127.

ORIGINAL SONG: "Simple Twist of Fate" Bob Dylan 1975; covers by Diana Krall and Sean Costello are recommended.
ORIGINAL POETRY: For this post the classic poetic 5-line verses are taken primarily from the extensive work of Ogden Nash.
PARODY COMPOSED: Giorgio Coniglio, July 2016. To return to the corresponding post on "Daily Illustrated Nonsense" (and to see the lyrics without the chord-chart indications) click HERE. 

CONTENTS: (For verses 1-3, see blogpost #127)
4. "There was an old miser named Clarence" - Ogden Nash
5. "There was a brave girl of Connecticut" - Ogden Nash 
6. "There was a young belle of Old Natchez" - Ogden Nash
7. " A flea and a fly in a flue" - author unknown, attributed to O.N.
8. Chorus: "People say it makes them sick" - Giorgio Coniglio

Another SIMPLE TWIST OF VERSE

(to the tune of "A Simple Twist of Fate", lyrics of original verses modified by Bob Dylan) 




4. A mean miser name of Clarence -
Simonized both of his parents 

Found initial cost of care  

Immense, but still declared, 

He’d save on wear- and tearance  

Humor which emerges  

Clearly from O. Nash’s limerick verse.

5. A brave girl of Connecticut
Flagged the train with her petticut 

Some folks deplored her lack of 

Eticutte, some more inclined 

To laud her presence of mind -  

Debate in which immersed 

Her critics in this controversial verse. 

6. A young southern belle of Natchez’

Garments always were in patches. 

She divulged she itched, but scratches  

If the need arose; 

Played havoc with her clothes,  

Which stitching could reverse,  

Apart from this simple twist of verse.

7. A flea and fly within a flue

Felt flustered, they were in a stew; 

Didn’t know just what to do 

And finally they saw -  

The flue had a flagrant flaw 

To flee or fly – no worse, than 

To fuss with a simple twist of verse.

8.  People say it makes them sick
To hear too many limericks; 

I fear it has become my shtick 

But now I’ve lost the knack, 

With no good jokes to crack –  

A tendency perverse; 

Stick the blame on a simple twist of verse. 

UKULELE-FRIENDLY FORMAT

(Click on any chord-chart slide to move to 'song-presentation mode'; then navigate through thumbnails at bottom of page.)

CONTINUATION

This song continues at post #149 - "Bob Dylan Sings Even More Classic Limericks".

ORIGINAL SONG-LYRICS
see Post #127