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Author: BigKidatHeart These are parodies that happen while i was stlll attending RV or at G. please read and review. thank you
Rated: Fiction K - English - Humor/Parody - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,514 - Updated: 08-21-10 - Published: 05-22-08 - id: 2520876
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Queen of G by Disneyluver
Summary: This is a parody of the song "King of New York" from the movie Newsies. It stars me (whose lines are in bold) , my three Freudian ego states (readers who have taken psychology know what I'm talking about): ego aka the reality principle, superego which is the morality principle and id aka the fun principle, (whose lines are all in italics, and handful of G students (whose names have been changed to protect their privacy) See, in April 2006 (when I was still at G) I wrote an article about Project Moving Ahead for the local college's weekly newspaper and my article made it on the front page. This made my head swell up a bit
Louise, Phil, Naomi, Nicky, Jasmine, Colin, Ingrid, Rachel, Gail, Casey: A BIT? IT TOOK FOREVER TO GET YOUR HEAD TO DEFLATE!
(Disneyluver ignores them and continues her rambling)
so this spoof is kind of how I was feeling that week when it appeared. Needless to say, my friends got pretty sick of hearing about it
G students (groans): oh great, here we go again
Please read and review. Oh yeah, if you are a red sox or yankee fan, please don't shoot me.
Disneyluver: a pair of new notebooks
Superego: gotta ignore them dirty looks
G: students: Grrrrrrrrrrr
Ego: free muffins at the G cafe!
Id: I just gotta get it out an' say. Look at me
I'm the queen of G
Suddenly I'm respectable
Colin: We're gonna pound ya
Chloe: she's evil! (kisses Phillip)
Disneyluver: ignoring all that muckety-muck
soon I'll be talkin' with all higher-ups
Jasmine : oh, great her head's swelling up
Ingrid: Any one here know how to deflate it?
Id: And there's my name! Ain't it pretty?
Superego & Id: Don't you see?
I'm the queen of G
Ego: a free seat on the G bus line
Superego: Now things are lookin' better than fine
Id: CDs that cost a quarter
Ego: new desk for the star reporter
Ego, Superego, Id: Tip your hats
She's the queen of G
Naomi: no way jose!
Disneyluver: How 'bout that!
I'm the queen of G
Gail: Great, now she's not gonna shut up about it
Phil: any one have a mallet with them?
Ego, Superego, Id: in No time flat
People'll be reading from
New York to Texas
Our gal 'Lexis
Id: Makin' a headline out of a hunch
Disneyluver: still annoying people
Sadie: You'll be dead before lunch
Superego: How bout that? stirin' up the usual lull
Ego: making G not so dull
Lee: oh, no, she's starting to babble
Superego: she's the queen of G
Disneyluver: Don't cha know? I'm the queen of G
Ego, Superego, Id, disneyluver: must be dead or still a-dreamin'
Look at that article with my name a-screamin'
Oh, sure by tomorrow they'll smack me with it
G students (grin evily): YES! Thanks for the idea (they smack disneyluver and her ego states, which they don't see, with rolled up newspapers but Disneyluver and her ego states keep on rambling)
Ego: But I was a star for one whole minute
Ego, Superego, Id, disneyluver: Right now
I'm the queen of G
Disneyluver: Don't ya know?
I'm the queen of G
Ego, Superego, Id, Disneyluver: Holy crud
It's true
Pulitzer's a-cryin'
We ain't lyin'
Cameras are flashin' bright as the sun
She's one smart son-of-a-gun
Don't ask us how
Inspiration met me
Fate just crowned me
Now I'm the queen of G
Look at me
Once a dreamer
Now a published writer
I'm the queen of G
Victory!
Front-page story
Now you see
I'm the queen of G!
G students: GET HER BEFORE SHE STARTS BABBLING AGAIN!
Disneyluver (duck to avoid blows to the head): come guys, it's not THAT painfull!
Louise: SPEAK FOR YOUR SELF!
Id: it's not like we wrote a loong front page report about how the Vikings er Cowboys er stankees are current creaming the tar out of the red shoes er uh I mean red socks
(All G baseball fans glare angrily)
Disneyluver, Id, superego and ego: YIPES! ( the baseball fans pelt her and her ego states with baseballs and baseball bats) OW! OW! OW!
(All the G students run after her as the throwing continues)
G students: for your last meal, we're gonna make you eat those words!
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