March 29, 2007

  • For I have bombed your cat and
    stabbed it. For I am the ambassador of
    this wheelbarrow and you are the janitor
    of a dandelion. Indeed, you are a
    teacher of great chickens, for you are
    from the town of Fat Blastoroma, O
    tawdry realtor. For I have clapped your
    dillywong in a sizeable door.

     

    By Gabriel Gudding

    This is the poem I have on my posters advertising English 222: Intro to Poetry next fall. There’s been a few squeaky wheels, or rumors of squeaky wheels, due to the offensive words in the beginning of the poem. I, for one, find it fun, rebellious, and I adore its satire. Lovely satire. And I have a cat, so I would be one who would be offended by bombing or stabbing a cat if at all… but it’s a poem. And, hey, it got someone’s attention, supposedly, so maybe, just maybe, I’ll get some students IN the class that way.

    Does anyone care to comment?

Comments (2)

  • Go for it! Who cares what anyone thinks? We were not put in this world to suit others. The poem can be interpreted several different ways. If someone is offended, it begins with what that person has in his or her mind.

    See how mean a grammarian can be?!

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    I just find the poem too crazy – how can one get offended by a poem that makes no sense?

    *shrugs*

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