On to Day Three. My mission, if I chose to complete it, was to construct, or rather deconstruct, a well-known poem by turning the imagery and meaning round to mean the opposite of the original. To give an example, I bet you’ve never heard of Shakespeare’s popular sonnet: ‘I’ll not compare thee to a Winter’s eve.’
Ever one to lower the tone, I plumped on Spike Milligan’s ‘Down the Stream The Swans all Glide for my inspiration.
Down the bank the ducks all waddle; this swimming lark a load of twaddle. Their tums stay dry, their legs still drier; They’ll never count as frequent flyers.