Parodies

The sickness is a curse
But isn’t love to
Happiness Is sadness
Are you sad too?
It starts with a woman
Then a man
It’s like a disease
A curse at hand

Every time I sneeze
Will you say bless you please
Because when you sneeze
You stop and can’t breathe
And soon to be told
I will not be there to hold
As I sit here in pain
I can’t be to blame
And sorry doesn’t explain
I can’t lie
But goodbye



These two short poems are about our group book Deadly, by the author of Julie Chibbaro. The first is a love poem, about Prudence who has fallen in love with her job, and with her boss. She can’t have him though, because she is only a teenager, while he is a 30 year old man, who doesn’t need nor want love in his life. On the other hand, the second short poem is about the disease and sickness that a cook was carrying around, and making everyone around her sick, and dying. The problem is, this woman Mary Mallon, doesn’t know that she carries a sickness that can kill anyone besides her.
The mood and tone of these poems is mostly depressing because it’s about a young girl that has fallen in love with someone, which she can’t ever have. While in the other poem, it’s about an older woman who is slowly killing people around her, unless doctors and policemen can bring her in and cure her.