Inspiration

Make your own lyrics. Sometimes nothing can be more inspiring than something we already love–in this case, substituting new lyrics to a popular song.

Process

I’ve always loved playing with song lyrics of my own (and have even written the lyrics for a couple of original school musicals!), but even if it’s not something that feels natural, it’s really fun to play with at least a stanza or two of a popular song.

You can take existing lyrics and sub out key words and phrases, or craft entirely new lyrics to existing songs. Hopefully you’ll find playing with the rhyme, meter, and musicality of words here a lot of fun.

Kip’s Poem

The Ten School Commandments (to the tune of Lin Manuel-Miranda’s Hamilton song “The Ten Duel Commandments”)

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
It’s the ten school commandments
It’s the ten school commandments

Number one
The challenge, sit and pay attention
Follow this commandment, a perfect situation

Number two
If you can’t, keep from talking and just listen
Even staring out the window or doodling now and then

Number three
Remember, teachers are teaching
all kinds of awesome things
but even if it sounds like preaching
something unbelievably cool still sneaks in
so don’t become a might-have-been

Number four
If they don’t grab your mind, that’s all right
file away some facts until the time is just right
remember that every little thing that they’re telling you
can come in handy when you decide that it’s useful to you too

Five
Above all else don’t disrupt the class
who are there to learn with or without sass

Number six
Respect your teacher, your classmates,
your school, and your town
Remember, keep that frown upside down

Seven
Keeping it real
Sometimes your mind might drift over and above and beyond but if you notice, reign it in

Number eight
Real talk, don’t leave it up to fate
There’s not much more time in class so hold your horses and wait

Number nine
The clock’s moving again; the time is nigh
Hold your breath if you need, no need to sigh

Then count

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
Number
Ten seconds
Bell

Kip Wilson is the author of White Rose, a YA novel-in-verse about anti-Nazi political activist Sophie Scholl. White Rose won the 2017 PEN New England Susan P. Bloom Children’s Book Discovery Award and is a 2019 Winter/Spring Indies Introduce and Spring Indies Next title. It ‘s debut was April 2, 2019 with HMH’s Versify imprint. Kip holds a Ph.D. in German Literature, is the poetry editor at YARN (Young Adult Review Network), and wrote her doctoral dissertation about the poet Rainer Maria Rilke. She’s lived in Germany, Austria, and Spain, and currently calls Boston home.

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Mo Daley

Kip, I hope you don’t regret this prompt! Just remember, you asked for it! With apologies to Lin Manuel Miranda, this poem was inspired by “Helpless.”

Woohoo, woohoo, woohoo!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Woohoo! Hey
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Woohoo, woohoo, woohoo!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Woohoo! Man, you got me
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Reckless!
Look into our eyes and the bar sets the limit
Reckless!
Done for the year, and we’re celebratin’

I have never been the type to try and go out at night
I was done gradin’ and was quite a sight
Laughin’ at my friends who were still teachin’
“Summer’s coming soon,” I started preachin”
Sittin’ on my deck with a glass of rosé
Waitin’ for my friends to come over and play

Loving the rhythm as we wine and dine

Grab a teacher and whisper, “Yo, this summer’s mine!”
Ooh
My principal made his way across the room to me
And I got nervous thinking, “What’s he gonna do?”
Ooh
He grabbed me by the arm and said, “You’re through!”
Ooh
Then I looked back at him and suddenly I’m
Reckless!
Oh, look at my eyes
You’ll see no surprise
And the sky’s the limit
Oh!
I’m’ reckless
Yeah, I’m reckless, I know
Done for the year and I’m celebratin’
I’m reckless
I’m so into you
Oh, look at my eyes
I am so into you
And the sky’s the limit, I’m reckless
I know I’m done for the year and I’m celebratin’
Done for the year and I’m celebratin’

Where are you taking me?

I’m about to change your life

Then by all means, lead the way

Summer vacation. It’s a pleasure to meet you

Summer?

My salvation

Thank you for all your service

If it takes ten months of teaching for us to meet, it will have been worth it.

I’ll leave you to it…

Gail Saathoff

Mo–This poem is so bold and sassy and leaves me with a few questions. 🙂 Manuel Miranda and I need to become better acquainted. I am envious that you are off for the summer. Not because I don’t love what I do, but summer is calling. Enjoy!

Mo Daley

Get the Hamilton soundtrack NOW!

Mo Daley
Glenda M. Funk

Love the image of sitting in the deck and drinking wine. Perfect summertime moment. And your principal lead you away? Hum! How do I think about that line!

Kip Wilson

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH I CANNOT EVEN!!! As you can imagine, I love this song, and what you’ve done with it here is just priceless. So. Well. Done!!!

Gail Saathoff

This was inspired by G.R.L.’s “Ugly Heart” and my eighth grade students who I won’t have next year. I may develop this more . . .

To Eighth Grade With Summer on Your Mind

You blame it on the weather;
You blame it on the school.
You feel that you just won’t survive and
It might be true.
Maybe it’s just restlessness cuz
The year’s ‘bout through.
You students all have on request
“Have nothing due”.

But I wonder past this frantic time
Once you leave my class far behind
I wonder will you think of me fondly
Even when you’re not “mine” anymore.

Mo Daley

Way to make me feel old and out of it, as I had to YouTube this song! I had never heard it. It’s a catchy song. I love your tongue-in-cheek humor in this poem.

Gail Saathoff

This is one I’ve picked up from students—not my era of music either!

Glenda M. Funk

It is that time of year when students “blame it on the school” and the weather. Rationalize could be its own season! You really hit on a universal idea in this poem.

Kip Wilson

This is awesome! Gosh, I remember that feeling of wanting to “have nothing due.” I hope you’ll share this with your students (maybe an end-of-year gift?). I bet they’ll appreciate it.

Kim

First line borrowed from Mary Oliver’s “The Hermit Crab”

Poem set to the chorus of “Still, Still, Still”

RESCUED

Once I looked inside
All the darkness that you could not hide
I found you fear noises
Saw you shun strangers
Learned you love living
Knew you’d need nurture
Once I reached inside
I found a friend who’ll remain by my side.

-Kim Johnson

Gail Saathoff

Kim–The alliteration is lovely–shun strangers, love living, need nurture.

Glenda M. Funk

This poem really captures the idea people are complicated and there’s more to each one than we first realize. “Once I looked inside” is something we need to do more.

Kip Wilson

This is just beautiful. I agree with Gail–the alliteration really works here. Lovely message.

Susie

April 26, 2019

THE POEM SONG
by Susie Morice
[To the tune of Harry Nilsson’s “The Puppy Song” : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kfZXTNoAL7g

Poems are simply wordy pictures,
And a pic is just the truth dancin’ with worrrrds,
Ooooo.

If only I could write a verse,
I’d count myself not quite the worst,
just so I could waltz my words
across the floor, you’d sure want more.

I’d post my lines up on the walls;
la, la, la, la, avoid the schmalz;
but no, I’ll hide away from crowds,
besides most say “no poets allowed!”
Oh raaaats, I know you’d never boot me.
Rhymey-chimey-chimey-woooo!
Oh raaaats, I know you’d never boot me,
ohhh, no!

If only I could pen a line,
I’d count myself a poet fine,
just so I might lift your day,
and dance you through some fun wordplay.

I’d on-o-mat-o-pee that word,
la, la, la, la, I’d be absurd;
and I’d promise met-a-phors:
make a horse a petit-four;

Oh please, I’d be a happy poet, me!
Rhymey-chimey-chimey-wooo!
Please, I’d be a poet, yeah me!
Forever!

But poems are simply wordy pictures,
and a pic is just the truth dancin’ with words!
Wha-o-wha-o-whohoooo
wha-wha-wha-wha-whaaaa.

But poems are simply wordy pictures,
and a pic is just the truth dancin’ with words
you wish to ring true,
ya wish to ring true.
Wha-o-wha-oooo!
Ya wish to ring true,
ya wish to ring true….

by Susie Morice

Glenda M. Funk

Susie, this is so much fun. Love the way you lead from humor to a serious thought about poems. So clever, but “I’d on-o-mat-o-pee that word,” May be my favorite. And “waltz my words” creates a wonderful image of a closed form. Love this smart parody.

Kip Wilson

Oh my goodness, this is adorable! I didn’t know that song, but the video is so cute. The beauty of this poem though is that it ends up completely able to stand on its own (whereas with mine for instance, you probably can’t read it *without* thinking of Hamilton). Nice job!

Kim

My favorite lines are the waltzing line and this one: about dancing, too:
just so I might lift your day,
and dance you through some fun wordplay.
That, to me, is what we are all hoping to do – – dance through some word play. It makes me think about all the different types of dances – waltzes, square dances, minuets, line dances…..and how with dancers, they change their shoes and dance differently – – and then with poets, we dance with words and our pens and change our styles from sonnets to Haiku, Limerick, villanelle, and many others. It draws the perfect picture in my head — dancing with a pen. Also, I love your song. Those puppies – – TOO cute! IT reminds me of Tom T. Hall’s “I Love…” song with all the things to love. I am still smiling at your poem.

Glenda Funk

To the tune of “Uptown Funk” by Bruno Mars. For my AP Lit and Comp students, whom I adore.

This book, that red hot
Garcia Marquez that Nobel pop
This one for them AP peeps
Them studious seniors high honors reach
Writin’, readin’ over on the couch
Got Bingo in with girls don’t slouch
Gotta check those boys they’re still talkin’
G. Funk’s got books (students choose)
Get students readin’ (something new)
G. Funk’s got books (students choose)
Make her students wanna read poetry.
We’re so smart (readin’ books)
Say our names you know who we are
We’re so smart (readin’ books)
And this class ‘bout those books, read ‘em now.
Girls read your next chapter (whoo)
Girls read your next chapter (whoo)
Girls read your next chapter (whoo)
‘Cause AP Lit funk won’t write it for you
‘Cause AP Lit funk won’t write it for you
‘Cause AP Lit funk won’t write it for you
Wednesday morning and we in the spot
You know that test on May 8 (come on)
You know that test on May 8 uh
You know that test on May 8
You know that test on May 8
You know that test on May 8
You know that test on May 8
Hey, hey, hey, oh
Write, essay me two hours
Read it up, put some words on it.
Take a pen, spread some words through it.
Boys, get the MC
Write at Highland, Library
Up on the hill in P-Town
When we sit down, we gon’ bust it out.
Smoother than old white dude writin’
We so smart (readin’ books)
Schooled a teacher and a coach man
We so smart (readin’ books)
Make a freshman wanna write a verse
We so smart (readin’ books)
Teacher say our scores you know we a 5.
We’re so smart (readin’ books)
All the guys recitin’ rhymes to their girls
Break it down
Girls read that next chapter (whoo)
Girls read that next chapter (whoo)
Girls read that next chapter (whoo)
‘Cause AP Lit gon’ give it to you
‘Cause AP Lit gon’ give it to you
‘Cause AP Lit gon’ give it to you
Wednesday morning and we in the spot
Don’t believe us just write (come on)
Don’t believe us just write uh
Don’t believe us just write uh
Don’t believe us just write uh
Don’t believe us just write
Don’t believe us just write
Hey, hey, hey, oh
Before the year end
Lemmi tell y’all a lil’ something
AP Lit you up
AP Lit you up
AP Lit you up
AP Lit you up uh
I said AP Lit you up
AP Lit you up
AP Lit you up
AP Lit you up
Come on, read, write on it
If you smart then read it
If you honors then write it
Don’t fret about it, write that paper
Come on, read
Write on it
If you smart then write on it
Well it’s Wednesday morning and we in the spot
Don’t believe us just write come on!
Don’t believe us just write uh
Don’t believe us just write uh
Don’t believe us just write uh
Don’t believe us just write
Don’t believe us just write
Hey, hey, hey, oh
AP Lit you up
AP Lit you up (say what?)
AP Lit you up
AP you up
AP Lit you up
AP Lit you up (say what?)
AP Lit you up
AP Lit you up
AP Lit you you up
AP Lit you you up (say what?)
AP Lit you you up
AP Lit you you up
AP Lit you up
AP Lit you you up (say what?)
AP Lit you up

Kip Wilson

AHHHHHH I LOVE THIS SONG! (On a side note, I can play this on the trumpet!) I hope you will share this with your AP Lit class. It will surely get stuck in their heads and they will know how cool they are.

Kim

What a fun way to gear up for testing (did I just use fun and testing in the same question?)! This is spunky and timely – – Love your creativity with the repeating line, popular tune, and relevant lyrics. It’s actually on my running playlist, so I enjoy this tune frequently! Thanks for sharing!

Susie

Glenda — You funk girl you! I LOVELOVELOVE Bruno Mars and Uptown Funk, so there is no way to read this without rockin’ and chair-dancin! How FUN! This song is MEANT for funk dancing. Even my dog wants to dance to it! Now, for the message — wonderful, of course! Your kids are going to love this…get a couple of your kids to perform it!!! The repetitions in the song just invites us dancin’…. quite a feat to have a poem rouse you to your feet! Thanks! Susie

Gail Saathoff

Glenda — Your new lyrics are white gold! This is a fun poem with lots of energy like the song.

Mo Daley

WHERE IS YOUR VIDEO FOR THIS? You have to start your class next year with this!

Glenda M. Funk

Ha! There will be no next year. I’m retiring.

Mo Daley

Too bad for the students, then!

Kip Wilson

So lovely! Not only the way you fit these lyrics in to the song, but the message of your powerful words. <3

Susie Morice

Sarah – This is such a touching piece. So loving. In particular, I think these lines express great wordsmithing: “lift the downs from the syndrome,” “dis to able.” I appreciate this very heart-touching piece. Thank you. Susie

Mo Daley

Ditto. Just lovely! I’d just about forgotten about this song. Thanks for reminding me of it.

kim

Soul riveting – as my friend says, “the blessing of the extra chromosome.” And what a blessing – his daughter keeps us laughing and smiling and is just as quick to put us all in our places. Love, patience, faith – so true!

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