We thee kings of orient are
trying to smoke a rubber cigar
It went boom and we went zoom
Over the wandering moon...
I was thinking about the musical tradition of second and third graders. I'm sure that many of you had alternative lines.
Later on one becomes more sophisticated
In a castle, near a mountain
Near the dark and murky Rhine
Dwelt a doctor, the concoctor
Of the monster, Frankenstein.
chorus
Oh my monster, oh my monster
Oh my monster, Frankenstein
You were built to last forever
Dreadful scary Frankenstein
In a graveyard near the castle
When the moon refused to shine
He dug for noses and for toeses
For his monster, Frankenstein.
chorus
The rest of this one escapes me. Can anyone supply any of the next ten or so verses?
In high school it became necessary to work with literary giants. It came as a revelation that nearly any Emily Dickenson poem can be sung to The Yellow Rose of Texas.
try this one on for size..
Because I could not stop for Death-
He kindly stopped for me-
The Carriage held but just Ourselves-
And Immortality.
We slowly drove-He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility-
We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess-in the Ring-
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain-
We passed the Setting Sun-
Or rather-He passed Us-
The Dews drew quivering and chill-
For only Gossamer, my Gown-
My Tippet-only Tulle-
We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground-
The Roof was scarcely visible-
The Cornice-in the Ground-
Since then-'tis Centuries-and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity-
The industrious reader should note that this can also be sung to Ghost Riders in the Sky
6:23:25 AM 
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