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Collaborative Christmas (or some other suitable occasion for those who don't celebrate Christmas) carol!

 
  

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aus
03:12 / 07.12.02
Here's a game for everyone. Each post is a new line in a holiday season carol we write together. You can only write one line, then you have to let someone else write a line. Ideally, it should rhyme and be vaguely singable. Try to have a consistent meter and rhythm if you can.

I will start with the first line of our new carol:

Don we all our gay apparel
 
 
aus
12:54 / 07.12.02
Your post can be either a line from an existing Christmas carol or an invented line.

I've changed the rules. You can write two lines, but no more before letting someone else have a turn. Your first line must rhyme with the previous line. Your second line does not need to rhyme - that is the line the next person must attempt to rhyme.

Got it?

Now, your first line must rhyme with my line,

Don we all our gay apparel

Then write a second line for the next person to rhyme.
 
 
Jack Fear
13:13 / 07.12.02
Tuesday's your day in the barrel!
Fa la la and blah blah fishcakes
 
 
The Apple-Picker
13:44 / 07.12.02
Saturday is the day for wakes
since the reindeer ran over gram
 
 
rizla mission
14:50 / 07.12.02
Sunday's the day we try to give a damn,
If the corpse hasn't been stolen by freaks
 
 
aus
19:32 / 07.12.02
When I tip the head the brain leaks
Out the ears on this joyous day,
 
 
Eloi Tsabaoth
23:44 / 07.12.02
Then we cruise for chicks on a manta ray,
You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry,
 
 
Jack Fear
02:06 / 08.12.02
(Jesus, can NONE of you people count to eight?)
 
 
The Apple-Picker
05:03 / 08.12.02
Let's return to the fishcake fry;
they taste really good with eggnog
 
 
aus
13:37 / 08.12.02
We set fire* to the yule log
flames lick on the nearby curtains


*I don't know about you, but the word "fire" has two syllables the way I say it.
 
 
Ganesh
13:52 / 08.12.02
Sparking on our golden merkins
Chestnuts glowing warm and ruddy
 
 
The Apple-Picker
17:14 / 08.12.02
Grandma was a fuddy duddy
so it's good she can't see us now
 
 
aus
17:28 / 08.12.02
Burning houses go "snap! crack! pow!"
(Quite like Coco Pops and milk sound)
 
 
rizla mission
11:21 / 09.12.02
I plan to spend Christmas with my head in the ground,
If the family don't like it, I really don't care
 
 
rizla mission
11:22 / 09.12.02
(oops, I think I've changed the tune slightly with that one..)
 
 
deja_vroom
13:03 / 09.12.02
I will burrow down and pretend I'm a hare.
My cat froze to death stuck in our chimney...
 
 
The Apple-Picker
13:28 / 09.12.02
the stockings are hung by Zimny,
the one for Jade all filled with coal


[Very dirty trick, Mr. Jade! Keep it clean, meanie!]
 
 
Eloi Tsabaoth
13:30 / 09.12.02
Now's the time for the chorus of Noel,
CHORUS
Pyromania and animal death, it's the scariest time of year...
 
 
Mourne Kransky
15:50 / 09.12.02
Grumpily shopping in panicky crowds, it's bankruptcy looming I fear.
I'm dreaming of a cheap Christmas
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
16:12 / 09.12.02
All this snow's a chilly business
Bring the absinthe; let's be joyful
 
 
gridley
16:24 / 09.12.02
at least til Santa fills your toy-hole,
and so I'm offering this special phrase
 
 
rizla mission
10:34 / 10.12.02
From my alcoholic daze,
Now I'm drinking turps to fend off the cold
 
 
deja_vroom
11:03 / 10.12.02
And having visions from smoking the blue mold:
With a chainsaw Santa is sodomizing the Pope...
 
 
aus
14:49 / 10.12.02
I can tell you are smoking dope
Eight syllables fit the meter
 
 
Jack Fear
14:58 / 10.12.02
Stick to that, you silly bleeder!
Deck us all with "How's Bengali?"
 
 
deja_vroom
15:27 / 10.12.02
English sucks, will try Zvengali:
"Koop hop saff, enga thoi burundi"...
 
 
Saveloy
16:01 / 10.12.02
Christus Rex et Redemptor Mundi!
But wait - dear me! - this isn't Easter
 
 
Eloi Tsabaoth
11:35 / 11.12.02
Wipe that chocolate off your keister,
Let's hear the queen moan about her year,
 
 
rizla mission
13:50 / 11.12.02
If our hearts aren't too repelled by her insectoid leer
I fancy I'll just go and put on the kettle
 
 
Regrettable Juvenilia
15:44 / 11.12.02
And listen to some death metal.
Let's go dancing with the elvish,
 
 
gridley
18:49 / 11.12.02
Cousin Herman can't eat shelfish
and his best accordian's broken
 
 
arcboi
19:41 / 11.12.02
No surprise when he was woken
Having lobsters shoved down his pants
 
 
deja_vroom
09:00 / 12.12.02
His beard was infested by ants
And his mouth was full of worms
 
 
Saveloy
09:32 / 12.12.02
The sort that tend to live in perms.
Poor Herman! Worse was yet to come
 
 
rizla mission
12:59 / 12.12.02
and as I retreated t'ward the Rum
I heard him bellow in pain
 
  

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