"Ode to Jef" or “LIES” a poem about "Quentin Tarantino"
As I watched him
walk down the hall,
I think about the poetry
of it all.
The eyes are mine
blue eyes of green
the story is short
and almost a dream:
I met a hunky PRN
A Gentleman whose name
Wasn't Ben,
His name was Jef
By christian name Jeffrey
But I could tell his secret
He kept from me!!
Quentin Tarantino (only 97% sure)
Was here at Ridgeview
Administering a cure:
For this young lass
Was all consumed with boredom
And he made her time a blast!!!
Oooie-Kazooie, her brain did melt
And high blood pressure
Her young body, did felt.
A PRN with dancing eyes,
Jef, Jef, can you hear my cries?
I pushed that Jef character
Against a wall,
A painting, a door,
Could you see me fall?
Fall for a tall hunk
With a mind of chess buzzing with spunk,
Not to mention his junk!
Oh my! Oh my!
I lost my train of thought
As my spirit did rise,
and think of some future
As I close my eyes....
SUPPLIES = “LIES” ???
Thompson Claire Jennings “Forsyth”
12/15/13