I no sooner read The Economist's review of The Oxford Book of Parodies than said volume was in my Amazon shopping cart.
One tidbit (or titbit, if you're a Brit) from Wendy Cope:
In April one seldom feels cheerful;
Dry stones, sun and dust make me fearful;
Clairvoyantes distress me,
Commuters depress me—
Met Stetson and gave him an earful.
Takes me right back to English 101 my freshman year at college.
For more of these Waste Land limericks see