Today at d’Verse, Frank asked us to take a quote from a favorite poem and write an imitation poem in the exact same style. I chose the following quote from T. S. Elliot…“The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”
“I grow old … I grow old …
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.”
This is my rewrite:
I grow bold … I grow bold …
I shall shave the round top of my bald head cold.
Shall I trim around my ears? Do I dare to wax my chest?
I shall dress in old cargo pants, and set out on my quest.
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