Share Poetry Critiques Poetry       Forums       Freewrite       Store      

Parody of Johnny Cash's Folsom Prison Blues

I hear the pizza delivery guy coming.
He’s coming around the bend.
And I haven’t seen my toes since, God knows when.
I’m stuck in Fatso Prison, and time keeps dragging on.
But thin people keep movin’, and I weigh more than San Antoine.

When I was just a baby, my mommy said
“Being fat is hard.
Always eat your veggies and not a brick of lard.”
But I ate a can of Crisco just to make her sigh.
Now when I see thin people jogging, I hang my head and cry.

Oh, I bet there’s thin folks eating
tofu and salad.
And I bet they’re not singing
this retarded ballad.
But I know I had it coming.
I know I can’t be thin.
But thin people don’t have to diet
and I just can’t win.

Well if they freed me from Fatso Prison
If a thin body was mine
I’d bet I’d finally cross the race’s finish line.
Far from Fatso Prison.
That’s where I want to be.
And those sanctimonious thin people
would never again bother me.

    : Comment:

Comments

  • dave ochs gold member
    October 28, 2009

    Edit | Reply

    hey lady J

    this is funny as hell if hell is funny. these parodies only work if you know the song and this was spot on. I was going to say being thin is overrated but how would i know?
    dave


  • Papyrus
    July 25, 2009

    Edit | Reply

    comedic poetry, yay

    Layj
    ha. this is funny. jovial, enjoyable to read. especially to the tune est. at the beginning... i think you stray from the song's meter tho.
    ...can on crisco, nice
    always,
    Pap


  • maxswift
    July 25, 2009
    Edit | Reply
    hahaa. sweet. great job lol.