Monday, 26 March 2007
Sheez!
Contributed by Russ Vaughn

With apologies to Joyce Kilmer (and America on behalf of Charlie Sheen)

I think perhaps I’ve never seen
A fool as big as Charlie Sheen.
This fool’s career is sorely prest
To accept this role far from the best.
A fool who drinks and whores all day,
And sells his sordid charms for pay.
A fool who will on screen free share
That nest of vipers ‘neath his hair;
Upon whose bony chest now weighs
Insane denials of September days.
Poems come from fools, like me, unseen,
Only Hollywood can make a Charlie Sheen.

Russ Vaughn

Contributed by Russ Vaughn on March 26, 2007 at 10:43 AM in Peacenik Stupidity, Poetry, Russ Vaughn | Permalink

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