(Cross-posted from Street Prophets)
This morning while running some errands I was listing to our local Public Radio station and it played a suite of Kurt Weil tunes from his Threepenny Opera. That inspired me to go back in my files and dig up a li’l piece of filk I wrote several years ago. Ladies and Gentlemen, let me present...
The Literary Mack the Knife
Oh the shark has
Pretty teeth, Dear;
And he shows those
Pearly whites;
You won’t find him
Read a book, Dear,
But you might see
Mack the Knife.
When the shark bites
With his teeth, Dear,
Scarlet billows
‘Gin to spread.
Mack is very
Literary;
You might say that
He’s well-read
Once upon a
Midnight dreary,
Weak and weary
Pondered I;
Is that tapping
Just a raven,
Or is Mackie
Stopping by?
It was brillig
Slythy toves did
Gyre and gimbal
In the wabe;
Vorpal Mack went
Snicker-snack, Dear;
Jabberwock lay
There outgabe.
Mistress Em’ly
Belle of Amherst
Once sat writing
Over tea;
"Since I could not
Stop for Death, Dear,
Mack he kindly
Stopped for me."
By the shores of
Gitche Gumee
Hiawatha
Used to go;
Now Nokomis
Sits there weeping;
Mackie say it
Isn’t so!
Captain Ahab,
That fanatic,
Sought to kill a
Monster whale;
But who really
Sank the Pequod?
Mack says "Call me
Ishmael!"
Once an Old Man
Caught a "Beeg Feesh"
As he struggled
‘Gainst the Sea;
When the Sharks bit
With their teeth, Dear,
Mack said "Leave a
Bite for me!"
Rev’rend Dimmsdale,
Sinning Hester,
Ol’ Judge Pyncheon,
Sweet Goodman Brown;
Mister Hawthorne
Set them up, Dear,
It was Mack who
Knocked ‘em down.
Our great authors
Wrote us stories
Full of sorrow
Pain and strife;
Don’t go napping
While in Lit class,
Or you might miss
Mack the Knife!