The letter i ◄ This is SOMETHING NEW!! Can you write a little story that includes 6 song titles that ......?

Question

begin with the letter " i " ? PLEASE LIST AND NUMBER THE TITLES
PRIOR TO YOUR STORY SO I KNOW WHICH SONGS THEY ARE.
Let's see how creative you are . HAVE FUN !!
►► Normally I choose the titles. This time YOU do ◄◄

WHEN THE TITLES APPEAR IN THE STORY, PLEASE USE CAPS OR NUMBER THEM . THANK YOU.

Answer 1

http://www.edjsite.com/top_1000_songs.htm

[1] In the summertime
[2] In the still of the night
[3] In the ghetto
[4] I wonder why
[5] I wish it would rain
[6] It's too late
[7] I can see clearly now
[8] It's now or never
[9] It must be him
[10] I think we're alone now
[11] I want to hold your hand
[12] I got you babe
[13] I will survive
[14] I can't get next to you
[15] I'm sorry
[16] I think I love you
[17] It's not for me to say

[1] In the summertime of 1977, my girl Peggy Sue wanted to try something different... climbing the bluffs off the Pacific Coast Highway [2] in the still of the night! She'd invited our friends Jack and Dian, but when we got to the cliffsite, they weren't there. Jack lived [3] in the ghetto, so he had a longer way to travel than Peggy and I, who were coming from Pasadena. [17] It's not for me to say why Dian didn't show.

Sometimes, [4] I wonder why I let Peggy talk me into such things, and then when she did, [5] I wish it would rain so I can get out of her crazy schemes. Well, you know it never rains in Southern California, so there was nothing else to do but... whine and complain!

[6] "It's too late for us to start climbing! It's dark and I can't see a thing!" I moaned.

[7] "I can see clearly now," said Peggy. "C'mon crybaby, [8] it's now or never."

"I think I see Jack over there, [9] it must be him," I said, pointing.

Peggy looked. [10] "I think we're alone now. There doesn't seem to be anyone around."

She started climbing. What could I do? I followed.

The ascent wasn't too bad; we were clambering up a natural channel in the rock. Then my foot slipped!

[11] "I want to hold your hand," I called up.

She grabbed me. [12] "I got you babe," she said. "You doing okay so far?"

"A little winded," I answered. [13] "I will survive."

Peggy found a little ledge, and paused a moment.

[14] "I can't get next to you," I whined again. "Scoot over."

"Oh, [15] I'm sorry." Peggy made room for me. "Thanks for coming on my crazy expeditions. [16] I think I love you, Emu."

"You better!" I humphed.

Answer 2

Okay, I can do it all with some "Dead Can Dance" lyrics. I wanted to use opera arias, but, alas, it was too hard. ;)

I Can See Now
In The Kingdom Of The Blind The One Eyed Are Kings
I Am Stretched On Your Grave
Indoctrination
In the Wake Of Adversity
Bonus Points for "How Fortunate The Man With None"

"I can see now that it's easier to plan a thing than to do it." Mabel glanced at her husband, then down to the ladder laying in the grass far, far below them. His bald head was achieving a certain red glow which she recognized as a warning sign. She moved carefully closer to the tree in which they were precariously balanced on a limb. The limb was making ominous creaking noises.

Martin harumphed. "It's a bit late to discover that, my dear. And we are in this together, as you mave have noticed, so I wish you'd stop shaking the branch. I'll just edge out enough to catch the gutter, and swing myself back onto the roof. Then I can go in the window and get the ladder repostitioned for you to climb down on."

Mabel gazed with respectful but dubious eyes at her beloved, and slightly bedeviled husband. Much as she admired her spouse, such superhero antics didn't seem suitable for one of his physique. "'In the kingdom of the blind, the one-eyed are kings', which is to say, Martin, that I fear for your safety. But we've been sitting here for an hour now and no one has come along, so I think we'll have to do something. I'm just not sure that your suggested leap is the best option. When I am stretched on your grave, mourning your tragic demise after being pierced on the newly trimmed branches of a dozen prize winning rose bushes," she glanced down at her beloved flowers, "we'll both wish we had reconsidered before acting."

"Well, we have to do something" Martin edged his not inconsiderable bulk closer to the house. For a moment they both gazed at the crookedly suspended gray disc which had caused their current predicament. "I'm sure if we just get satellite tv our lives will become so much more acceptable. We'll recieve the cultural indoctrination so necessary to mental happiness in this modern age. And I want ESPN. If I have to jump from trees to get it, so be it."

Mabel sighed. "I love you, Martin. From the first moment we met, at the Providence Public Library, and you picked up my copy of "Le Ventre de Paris " when I dropped it... I wish you would jump for the dish instead of the gutter. The bolts will hold your weight, I'm sure."

"Allright, darling. I've always trusted your judgement." Martin, with no warning, leapt from the tree and wrapped his arms around the base of the large silver metal disc which he had spent the morning bolting onto their roof. His body hung suspended in space and Mabel screamed in terror. But one of Martin's legs swung and caught on the plastic gutter. His hands secured their grip and he pulled himself onto the rough tiles of the roof...

After procuring a ladder and freeing his wife from her arborial imprisonment, Martin sighed deeply. "In the wake of adversity, I realize my priorities have become skewed. I love you more than a million cable tv stations, my darling." Mabel wrapped her arms around his.

"Yes, and I will dig out all the rose bushes and plant something suitable for landing on from the roof, dearest. I love you more than a million prize rose bushes."

Martin hugged his wife. Gazing up at the satelitte dish, he said, "How fortunate the man with none."

Answer 3

Yes, I can.
Will I? No thanks, it would be rather pointless.