Tuxedowacky -- A Jabberwocky Parody

Kelly at Big A little a started a Poetry Friday blogging "tradition" not long ago. I haven't been as active a participant as I'd like, as you can see if you look at her previous Friday posts with links to those who joined in the fun. But this morning when I saw that Bookshelves of Doom had gone with Lewis Carroll's Jabberwocky for the day, wellllll... I have dusted off a parody of the Jabberwocky I once did and post it as my contribution to Poetry Friday. So with apologies to Mr. Carroll (and to you all for one particular stanza I still don't love!)....


Tuxedowacky
by
Gregory K.

‘Twas bluish with a ruffled shirt,
Did shine and shimmer in the light.
The glare from patent shoes did hurt
All through that special night.

Beware the rented tux, my son!
The pants that make you look rotund.
Beware the large lapels and shun
The overstretched cumberbund.

He took his high school love in hand.
Long time this moment had he sought.
He’d driven far in Mom’s old car,
Now stood awhile in thought.

And as in nervous thought he stood,
The rented tux, with cuffs too wide,
It taunted quite the best it could
And made him go inside.

One, two! One, two! “Okay. You’re through.”
A picture taken at the door.
The day’s now past. The photos last,
Preserving evermore.

And has thou worn the rented tux
With too short arms, my poor, poor boy?
Indeed, it’s true. Bow tie askew --
The pictures bring no joy.

‘Twas bluish with a ruffled shirt,
Did shine and shimmer in the light.
The glare from patent shoes did hurt
All through that special night.



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