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 Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 6:51 pm
although not one of my favorite plays, I've dedcided to do it for a project in my ap litesature class. You pick a book or play you did your freshman, sophmore, or junior year and turn it into some kind of poetry or song. I'm writing the soon to be classic: "I hate your guts and I don't know why" sung by lord montague and lord capulet. Some of the lyrics are- 'clashing swords, calling your mother a whore", your nephew is add and on crack and burn in satan's crib-the entire song is about them hating each other, and not knowing why. I would post some more lyrics but i'm not quite done yet and some of them get a little bit risque, there' one involving lady capulet, use your imaginations rofl .
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 6:18 pm
I'll just post the song:
I hate your guts and I don't know why.
Sung by Lord Capulet and Lord Montague
N: Whilst promenading in the fair street below the fortified walls of verona, Lord Capulet comes across his old
enemy, lord montague. (exutenths)
Capulet (C): Thou knowest Lord Montague, there hath been something I have had want of saying to thou always.
Montague(M): What beith it Lord Capulet?
(singing)
C: refrain
I hate your guts and I don't know why. Everytime I think of you I die a little bit inside. I want you to burn in Satan's Crib, or atleast have my nephew break one of your ribs.
M: chorus
I hate your guts and I don't know why. Your fcae is so funny that looking at it makes me laugh and cry. To thou I bite my thumb, thou givest me indegestion and make me need tums.
C: I smite thee with my sword-"hark citizens of verona! Lord Montague's mother is a whore!"
M: " Lord Capulet's father met his wife at a show of dogs!"
C: " As did Lord montague's father met his wife at a how of plump hogs."
M: "I'm what your wife said last night!"
C: " my thumb thou can bite!"
M: "thou's nephew is ADD and on crack."
C: "I do beleive that your sharp wit is beginning to slack, I have heard far worse about tybalt."
M: "Your coz Rosaline is so ugly and undesirable that she's becoming a nun!"
C: "Touche, 'tis a new one Lord Monatague, I enjoy this sport, 'tis fun (bites thumb)."
M: "You have an ugly daughter!"
C: "If thou wishest a slaughter-"
Both (B): refrain, chorus (singing)
C: "thou's son is so emo that he sits alone in a dark room."
M: "oh! did thou's ugly daughter's nurse get it upside her head with a broom?"
C: "no."
M: " because she only has four teeth and can't stop talking about her-"
C: "athathmmm....."
B: (singing) oh we both hate each other's guts and we don't know why. Everytime I think of you I die a little bit inside. I want you to burn in satan's crib,
C: or atleast have my crazy nephew break one of your ribs.
M: (stops fighting) 'good day to you sir.'
C: (stops as well) 'good day to you as well.'
(both exutenth)
I'm thinking about a tap dancing number for Tybalt (:. I'd like to watch his feet work.
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 9:20 am
that's great! good luck with that!
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2008 4:09 pm
Homygawdd! That's hilarious!!!!!
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 8:19 pm
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