The second author I decided to attempt to emulate with a remixed version of The Gondolier is none other than Shakespeare.
The
black prow of my gondola so swift,
Cut
smoothly through the waters o so calm,
Upon
canals the craft gives me a lift
It’s
many years of service like a charm.
For
many passengers along the way
Through
city’s waters I have been a guide
For
generations of the service pay
To
ancient kin of mine who have now died.
The sun sank down upon the city old,
And
turned the water to a lane of ink
Of
ribbon lain between the bricks of gold
Of
sandstone buildings warm and gold and pink
I
breathed in deeply of the evening breeze,
No city stands that is more beautiful
This
wondrous city of canals doth please
So
never is a day within it dull
As
the boat into its mooring eased
I
stopped to gaze with satisfied huzzahs
Another day in which I was so pleased
To be beneath the darking skies of Mars.
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