Cursed my stars are,
rickrolled again.
I only know like three of those songs. Grump. But this version of Toto’s Africa by Ernest Hemingway made me snort like a hippopotamus.
The price of never being rickrolled is eternal vigilance…
The first few are stellar, but I don’t think I could read 100 in one sitting. Darn you, short attention span!
They only put out one every week.
Iambs to the laughter.
Someone’s read a lot of sonnets. These are well done indeed, including the ending couplets.
“–If truly you did wish to win my hand,
You should have graced it with a wedding band.”
Heh.
Jeffrey Lewis had a similar project going for a while where he was attempting to rewrite the entire Sonic Youth catalogue in sonnet form.
Below, Dirty Boots (actual sonnet starts at about 1:05)
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