“Wynken, Blynken, and Nod” meet “Wi-Fi, Blinking, and Cog”

I used to love this poem as a child and I love when Mrs. Wilson recites this poem in the 1993 film, Dennis the Menace. I have written a parody this morning (it’s still kind of rough, but I would like to explore some new journey our smart phones, music players, and watches might take one night as they are left to their own. . .ummmm. . .devices). I have kept the original, just in case you had not seen it before, and attached the new piece (which, not to defend its raw-ness, was written in a single draft).

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod” by Eugene Field (1899)

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe—
Sailed on a river of crystal light,
Into a sea of dew.
“Where are you going, and what do you wish?”
The old moon asked the three.
“We have come to fish for the herring fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we!”
Said Wynken,
And Nod.
The old moon laughed and sang a song,
As they rocked in the wooden shoe,
And the wind that sped them all night long
Ruffled the waves of dew.
The little stars were the herring fish
That lived in that beautiful sea—
“Now cast your nets wherever you wish—
Never afeard are we”;
So cried the stars to the fishermen three:
And Nod.
All night long their nets they threw
To the stars in the twinkling foam—
Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe,
Bringing the fishermen home;
‘T was all so pretty a sail it seemed
As if it could not be,
And some folks thought ‘t was a dream they ‘d dreamed
Of sailing that beautiful sea—
But I shall name you the fishermen three:
And Nod.
Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee one’s trundle-bed.
So shut your eyes while mother sings
Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
As you rock in the misty sea,
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:
And Nod.

Wi-Fi, Blinking, and Cog by Paul W. Hankins (2011)

Wi-Fi, Blinking, and Cog one night
Sat upon my bedside table–
And waited until I’d gone to sleep
As if I were really able.
“What are you doing, and what do you seek?”
A satellite beeped from sky.
“We have come to to mine for information
That lies about telling how, what, when, where, and why;
Internets of dial-up and broadband have my two friends and I!”
Said Wi-Fi,
And Cog.
The satellite laughed and began humming low,
As they sat upon my stand,
And the dark night and silence that kept them night long
Made them long to be in my hand.
The neighboring LEDS served as beacons
That shone about my room—
“Now look about the darkened room—
We light the way for thee”;
So indicated the LEDs to the nightstand three:
And Cog.
All night long they gazed about
To gadget friends in the buzzless night—
Then down from the ceiling came a florescent glow,
Providing our three their light;
‘T was all so modern a tail it seemed
As if it were a virtual reality,
And some folks thought ‘t was a age of possibility
Of conversing with our technology—
But who should name our nightstand three:
And Cog.
Wi-Fi and Blinking are portable devices,
And Cog is a most fancy timepiece,
And the nightstand is their state of inactivity
As is this could be employed by these.
So when we turn off our gear and the satellites hum
And our gadgets power down,
Then we should be reminded of the the beauty
When we lift our heads and look around,
Where a new world embraces the nightstand three:
And Cog.

One thought on ““Wynken, Blynken, and Nod” meet “Wi-Fi, Blinking, and Cog”

  1. Your version is awesome! I use the original with my fourth graders during our poetry unit. I think it would be fun to show them your version -something they can relate too. You’ve taken something from the past and gave it modern day twist. I love it! Tweeting as teachingfriends

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