Remember this one:
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by Tyrone Greene
(performed by Eddie Murphy)Dark and lonely on a summer’s night
Kill my landlord
Kill my landlord
Watchdog barking
Do he bite?
Kill my landlord
Kill my landlord
Slip in his window
Break his neck
Then his house
I start to wreck
Got no reason
What the heck
Kill my Landlord
Kill my landlord
C-I-L-L
my l a n d l o r d
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Jack: It was Mr. Robinson’s neighborhood 😉
The mystery mixup word was always great. MUSIC? Wrong…its “SCUMI”
And if you went to YU, we probably would have had a radio show, and I wouldn’t have had any time to help with Honor’s English…
WBM,
During those years I thought that Eddie Murphy was great. Mr. Roger’s neighborhood was a lot of fun.
Jameel,
Maybe I should have gone to YU. With your services I would have had more free time. 😉
Jack:
This is the basis of a blog posting I need to write. When I was a freshman in college, my roommate was in Honors English (while I on the other hand, was not).
One night at 2:00 AM he woke me up, nearly in tears, that he had no idea what to write for his poetry essay, due the following afternoon.
Desperately wanting to get back to sleep, I ghost wrote his entire essay in about 20 minutes. (It was one of the best pieces of literary comparative analysis I ever wrote). One of the poems I quotesd was this one by Tyrone Greene.
Another aspect I discoevered in the poem my roomate had to write about was as follows: if you graphed monosyllabic words vs. polysyllabic words, the graph appeared to be that of a human breast! I wrote that the poem was really an expression of human eroticism…
At the end of the day, my roomate got an A+ on the essay, he was thrilled, I got back to go back to sleep, and I realized that I could have been taking Honors English if I really cared.
PS: His professor was curious about Tyrone having never seen his works before….yet she forgot about it as I continued to write more and more of my roommate’s excellent essays.
Yes, I remember it. Eddie Murphy also did a take-off on Mr. Rogers neighborhood. But my all-time favortie is the skit he did as an old Jewish man left in the Anne Frank’s attic and only discovered 40 years later.