All these variations on the refrain to Boston’s famous song make me think of some of the supposed “rejected opening lines” for Joyce Kilmer’s “Trees” poem:
I think I never may discern
A poem lovely as a fern…
I think that I shall never glance
At poems lovelier than plants…
It would require, I think, much practice
To write a poem lovely as a cactus…
All these variations on the refrain to Boston’s famous song make me think of some of the supposed “rejected opening lines” for Joyce Kilmer’s “Trees” poem:
I think I never may discern
A poem lovely as a fern…
I think that I shall never glance
At poems lovelier than plants…
It would require, I think, much practice
To write a poem lovely as a cactus…
You ought to hear my variations on the chorus to Heart’s “Alone,” or alternatives to stepping on my blue suede shoes.
Those weren’t the actual lyrics? Had me fooled.