TeaTimeSunday / SONNETS
BUFFY-VERSE SERIES (70-73)  SONNETS #74-77 of 154  (78-81)
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BtVS EPISODE #17 (2.05) "Reptile Boy" ONE-HAIKU (EPISODE) RECAP: The one where Buffy goes to a fraternity BASH ... (and kills their "pet" SNAKE) [ewg] |
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(for reference only) SONNETS #74-77/154 for Tea Time in L.A. #29 - BtVS17 Reptile Boy ORIGINALLY POSTED AT (UPN) WWW.BUFFY.COM ... BEFORE ALL FORUMS WERE DELETED 9/19/02 ... CLICK THE BRONZE SKULL TO SEE ARCHIVE COPY OF (NONCOLOR) VERSION (FOR COMPARISON) |
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Rhetorical verse for Tea Time in L.A. #29 - (Talking about Buffy as Shakespeare would have. [g]) Posted by: forensicpoetry - Apr 22, 2002, 6:48 PM (inspired by BtVS #17/2.5 "Reptile Boy") [WITH CORRECTIONS]
rhetorical verse in Shakespearean sonnet form }
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of worldly wealth and well-bred husband prize --
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dear Buffy wants "the rest" so bad, she'd {
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aside her destiny . . . to search for guys . . .
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Reluctant heroes? Screenplay 101.
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So these decisions can't be blamed on Buf.
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(Also cliche: "Girls just want to have fun.")
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and "Sargeant" Giles' tough training wearing thin,
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Good Lord, this high school girl just wants to feel
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"all pretty" sometimes. Can she never win . . .
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Instead of danger ev'ry single night?
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SO TO ESCAPE the drudgery of fate,
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our Buffy tells a lie and takes a drink
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amidst a pit of vipers who deflate
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a girl's defenses with smooth talk. Their kink . . .
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Some women seeking "more" are sacrificed
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to "Reptile Boy." And so our hero's chained
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with Cordy and another who had priced . . .
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(The metaphors are slanderous of course --
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the rich don't quite deserve the writers' axe
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so bluntly. Their luck's not by evil force . . .
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than reptile gods. Today, I won't explain.)
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SUFFICE TO SAY that Buffy saves the day.
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It's lucky that her bonds were not too strong,
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Or she, like Cordy could just kneel and pray:
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when ev'rything about your day goes wrong.
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the prayers in Sunnydale are just a joke --
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and only evil folk need sacred laws.
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(Each Reptile-lover wore a monkish cloak.)
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No pow'r beyond her muscles is required
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except a pointy stake of any length.
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I'm sure her fated role would make her tired . . .
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a charmed boy's girl with no anxiety.
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THE TIME is running out as TEA TIME comes,
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and somehow all my points have run away --
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my calculator will not do its sums.
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And so this final sonnet's just for play. {g}
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is that I've reached the midpoint of this path
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along the way to Shakespeare's num. I nurse
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these lines along . . . I'm sure incurring wrath . . .
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Why do you pour these words in Shakespeare's form?
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Please take these awful lines. Get out the door
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before we lose our minds. Go find a dorm . . .
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will be done by your verse. How 'bout a farm?"
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AND THUS WE REACH THE END OF 77 SONNETS ... ONE HALF OF 154
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