I just wanted to practice the rhyme scheme she lays out.. Its not great I was just looking at a picture my boyfriends little sister made and tried to place it in a poem... fail but at least I practiced. And I don't know why parts of this poem is highlighted so ignore it.
The Fairy Tale of Bonnaroo
Tenacious D guitars a champion tale
the landscape, hallucinates
as it enchants an addicts eye stale.
The crowd dances,
the robot devils his laugh,
as the field's love fancies.
Christmas will frame four diamonds
intact to black and white
with an astronaut guitarist
a rockateer girlfriend and flying
baby sister.
Jack Black will take us back
before truth
silly half truth in a paper stack,
journalists will scold
ending the festival
and reality will settle away the fold.
Original
The Shampoo by Elizabeth Bishop
the lichens, grow
by spreading, gray, concentric shocks.
They have arranged
to meet the rings around the moon, although
within our memories they have not changed.
And since the heavens will attend
as long on us,
you've been, dear friend,
precipitate and pragmatical;
and look what happens. For Time is
nothing if not amenable.
The shooting stars in your black hair
in bright formation
are flocking where,
so straight, so soon?
--Come, let me wash it in this big tin basin,
battered and shiny like the moon.
The picture lol its interesting multi-media art work
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