July 25, 2006

Whizzay poetry meets brotha rap

I gizoogled my favorite Walt Whitman poem. This may have been a bad idea.


And you O mah soul where you stand,
Surrounded, detached, in measizzles oceans of space,
Ceazelessly mus'n, sippin' throw'n,

perpetratin' tha spheres ta connect them,
Tizzle tha bridge you will need be form'd,
till tha ductile anchor hold,
Tizzy tha gossama thread you fling catch somewhizzles
O mah soul ridin' in mah double R.


(A Noiseless Patient Spida, by Walt Whitman)

12 comments:

aughra said...

Wow, that is just bad!

Bill said...

O mah soul ... I think that alone makes it ... uh ... memorable?

jiggs said...

brutha got the rap. brutha got the rap

Spinning Girl said...

"oh mah soul ridin' in my double R"

jamwall said...

reminds me of a robert frost poem:

When I see birches bend ta left n right
Across tha lines of brotha darka trees,
I like ta think some boys bizzle swing'n them.
But swing'n doesnt bend tizzle down ta stay.
Ice-storms do that cuz its a pimp thang. Often you mizzust have seen them
Loaded wit ice a S-U-Double-Nizzy rappa morning
Afta a rizzle straight from long beach nigga. They click upon themselves
As tha breeze rises, n tizzy many-colizzles tha stir cracks n crazes they enamel fo my bling bling.

Spinning Girl said...

you are sofa king nuts.



this is why i crave you.

jamwall said...

how did you know i was a fan of sofa king?

WORD VERIFICATION:
OZLOB <---- what they call the wizard of OZ who is a complete slob.

jiggs said...

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Zen Wizard said...

“April is tha cruelest month, breed'n lilacs out of tha dead land, mix'n memory n desire, stirr'n D-to-tha-izzull roots wit mackin' rain.”

T.S. Mack-Izzle Eliot.

Madge said...

somewhizzles

is my new favorite word

Tits McGee said...

in J-to-tha-izzust-
frontin' whiznen tha world is M-to-tha-izzud-
lusshizzous tha shawty lame baloonman

whistles far n wee

n eddyandbill come
ballin' fizzy marbles n
piracies n it's
weed-smokin'

when tha world is puddle-wondizzles

tha quea
old baloonman whistles
far n wee
n bettyandisbel come danc'n

fizzy hop-scotch n jump-rope n

it's
gang bangin'
n
tha
goat-footed

baloonMan whistles
far
n
wee

JJ said...

I have to admit I like the original better.