Good job! I remember the day I commented "To be, or not to be" three times on one post. It was fun. Anyways, I managed to change "rewrite" it so that it's more FUNGUS-y. Here, we have "To eat, or not to eat" (if it's confusing, a description might be posted on my blog):
To eat, or not to eat, that is the fungus question: Whether 'tis more fungusy in the mind to suffer The aches and pains of a fungus stuffed belly, Or to take refusal against a sea of mushrooms, And by opposing waste them? To waste, to refuse, No more; and by a refusal to say we cannot explode The great belly we use everyday, and the thousand natural mushrooms That we are heir to: 'tis a great fortune Devoutly to be wished. To gain, to inherit; To inherit, perchance to donate – ay, there's the rub: For in that mass of mushrooms what furthur good may come, When we have shuffled off our own terrible hunger, Must give us pause – there's the idea That makes greatness of so much fungi. For who would bear the pains and aches of hunger, The belly's shrinking, the random man's randomness, The burden of a massive debt, the people's mass-pat spree, The great ripoff deals of the Uncommon Vanilla, and the massive space That is required of the one who stores the massive amount of mushrooms, When he himself might decide With a generous mind who would get the mushrooms, To eat and eat under a large mushroom's cap, But that the spores of that great mushroom may cause his allergies, The undiscovered allergy from his DNA No one knew about, shall stall the decision, And makes him rather hard to deal with the situation Than to keep all of them by himself? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all, And thus the great mass of mushrooms Is passed generation to generation down the family, And is the burden that they must carry, With this mass of mushrooms their home turns small, And lose the name of action. Eat them now, The fair Mushroom! Food, in thy plate Be all my troubles gone.
Yay for quotes =)
ReplyDeleteGood job! I remember the day I commented "To be, or not to be" three times on one post. It was fun. Anyways, I managed to change "rewrite" it so that it's more FUNGUS-y. Here, we have "To eat, or not to eat" (if it's confusing, a description might be posted on my blog):
ReplyDeleteTo eat, or not to eat, that is the fungus question:
Whether 'tis more fungusy in the mind to suffer
The aches and pains of a fungus stuffed belly,
Or to take refusal against a sea of mushrooms,
And by opposing waste them? To waste, to refuse,
No more; and by a refusal to say we cannot explode
The great belly we use everyday, and the thousand natural mushrooms
That we are heir to: 'tis a great fortune
Devoutly to be wished. To gain, to inherit;
To inherit, perchance to donate – ay, there's the rub:
For in that mass of mushrooms what furthur good may come,
When we have shuffled off our own terrible hunger,
Must give us pause – there's the idea
That makes greatness of so much fungi.
For who would bear the pains and aches of hunger,
The belly's shrinking, the random man's randomness,
The burden of a massive debt, the people's mass-pat spree,
The great ripoff deals of the Uncommon Vanilla, and the massive space
That is required of the one who stores the massive amount of mushrooms,
When he himself might decide
With a generous mind who would get the mushrooms,
To eat and eat under a large mushroom's cap,
But that the spores of that great mushroom may cause his allergies,
The undiscovered allergy from his DNA
No one knew about, shall stall the decision,
And makes him rather hard to deal with the situation
Than to keep all of them by himself?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
And thus the great mass of mushrooms
Is passed generation to generation down the family,
And is the burden that they must carry,
With this mass of mushrooms their home turns small,
And lose the name of action. Eat them now,
The fair Mushroom! Food, in thy plate
Be all my troubles gone.
It appears you died again. Oh well, this is normal for Turritopsises, as they rebirth when they die.
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