Bravo, copper cat! I didn't have much luck finding the poem you cited but perhaps with a little more digging, I will. I did read some of his work, and I can see your wit and sense of humor definitely matches his! I really got a kick out of his poem:
Reflection on Babies
A bit of talcum
Is always walcum.
How true that most people would rather not be bothered or would "rather just leave my subscription to me". Thanks for your altered poetry efforts, copper cat!
Because it's altered poetry, I felt I had a wee bit I could offer in the poetry department. I chose a poem by Edgar Allan Poe entitled "A Dream Within a Dream". My altered poem follows which I've named "Dream". This was a great challenge for me, personally. - chameleon
A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
My altered poetry:
Dream
In parting, you are wrong
My days, a dream
In night, a vision gone
All but a dream.
I stand,
Tormented within,
I weep, I grasp tighter
O save one pitiless dream.
Make a Wish . . . Make it Happen!