Ed the Mundane

Edmund Spencer had one goal, and that was to become a great English poet. He didn't write so that he could spread the joy of story making to others, nor did he write so that people thousands of miles away could be educated in the affairs happening in his part of the world. No, Edmund Spenser cared about being praised.



What strikes me as even more interesting is that he constantly wrote to the Elizabethan court asking for a job . . . but he was always turned down . . . such a shame. Somebody please tell me what person is repeatedly denied a job and then turns around and praises those who refused them their dream? Eddie Does!!! Trust me, I really don't think anyone would write out an ungodly long poem for Simon Cowell. What would it even say?



Simon you are the music Rex

how dare I be obsessed-

with all of my lyrical dreams

I have listened to your facetious claims

and know that it is best

For me to lay my passion to rest

Praise Simon! The Faerie King!

The one who knows who can sing!



Um. . . probably not.



Really the only thing that separates Edmund from William Hung --yes, the She Bang guy-- is the fact that Edmund was at least intelligent. His poem admittedly contains great "dark conceit" as he called it, but let's get real. Although he talks about holiness and blah blah blah . . . pride is bad.



Pride was the only thing driving Mr. Spenser to create such a work.



Two of a kind. Edmund Spenser and William Hung.