Wilma, Wilma, in thy blouse,
Red-haired prehistoric spouse,
What immortal animator
Was thy slender waist's creator?
When the Rubble clan moved in,
Was Betty jealous of thy skin,
Thy noble nose, thy dimpled knee?
Did he who penciled Fred draw thee?
Wilma, Wilma, burning bright, ye
Cartoon goddess Aphrodite,
Was it Hanna or Barbera
Made thee hot as some caldera?
Some days when I can't think of a thing to write about, I hit del.icio.us's randomizing bookmarklet, which returns, as you'd guess, a random link. Usually it's something like an article on JavaScript Persistent Object Notation which doesn't exactly set my shorts on fire (though it might light yours up, so help yourself to the link).
Sometimes, though, it lands on a small gem, like this free e-book by Francis Heaney, a professional puzzle-maker and humorist.
What he did was anagrammize various authors' names and then write a poem or scene from a play in their style based on the anagram. Neat idea, but you've got to have the writing chops to carry it off.
Thus the above, the title of which was derived from the letters in "William Blake" and which parodies his most famous poem.