[b][smcaps]King Lear[/smcaps][/b] When you try to divide up your borders With your highly dysfunctional daughters, Take some foolish advice: Seek a kinglier price, Or you’ll wind up with mental disorders. [b][smcaps]Silverlock[/smcaps][/b] A cold-hearted fellow named Shandon Finds an isle of adventure to land in, Filled with people who look To have come from old books. He’s quite piggish, but still keeps his hand in. With a singer of tales from the past Shandon brawls with a well-storied cast. Will he fall into Hell, Drink from Pirene’s own well, Or be barred from barding at last? [b][smcaps]Nineteen-Eighty-Four[/smcaps][/b] WinSmith Minitrue [crimethink] Julia FicDep [crimethink] [thoughtcrime] [sexcrime] Big Brother plusgood [rhymestink] [b][smcaps]Solaris[/smcaps][/b] On a planet that’s covered with goo That can look much like me or like you, We are tempted to think That the thing’s like a shrink, But it’s more like a mirror of Shmoo. [b][smcaps]One Thousand Nights and a Night[/smcaps][/b] Scheherazade, called to the bed Of a murderous Sultan, instead Of jumping the rails, Calms him with strange tales; Keeps her head by not losing her head. [b][smcaps]Flowers for Algernon[/smcaps][/b] Intelligence surgery aims To enable the simple to claim An acuity spike. But, Prometheus-like, at the end mouse and man lose the flame [b][smcaps]Stranger in a Strange Land[/smcaps][/b] Poor Michael Valentine Smith, He tried to become his own myth. But the knife of the censor Makes authors much tenser, And novels much denser than Scrith. [b][smcaps]Flatland[/smcaps][/b] A. Square, who was locked in a plane, Had A. Sphere uplift him and his brain. His extended suspension In higher dimensions Got him legally labelled insane. [b][smcaps]The Lathe of Heaven[/smcaps][/b] George Orr suffers horrible dreams That come true, but there’s more than it seems. Dr. Haber, his shrink, Comes quickly to think That hypnosis will quiet his screams. But the changes George makes all persist From the past, so the Doctor enlists George to help all the nation’s Overpopulation, And millions do cease to [s]exist.[/s] George Orr [s]suffers horrible[/s] dreams That [s]come true, but there’s more than it seems.[/s] Dr. Haber[s], his shrink,[/s] Comes [s]quickly[/s] to [s]think[/s] [s]That hypnosis[/s] will [s]quiet his screams.[/s] [s]But[/s] the changes George makes [s]all persist[/s] [s]From the past, so the Doctor enlists[/s] [s]George[/s] to help all [s]the nation’s[/s] [s]Overpopulation,[/s] [s]And millions do[/s] cease [s]to exist.[/s] [b][smcaps]The Man Who Was Thursday[/smcaps][/b] A poet-detective named Syme, Joined a day-of-the-week pantomime. Though he and the rest Wore their full Sunday-best, They kept fighting themselves all the time. [b][smcaps]A Christmas Carol[/smcaps][/b] Old Scrooge by the spirits is wrung Into goodness–But a thought’s at my tongue. How much more good there’d be, And less rapacity, Had they done all this when he was [i]young?[/i]