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February 9, 2004
At the Request of Ben Hubbard and Bob Nickles...
A Rhyming Poem(with a little help from the good people of RhymeZone.com)
I was walking home with my friend Brett
When he asked me to take a bet,
Off’ring a marijuana cigarette
His words I would not soon forget
I was quite close to Brett the brunette
Me and him were a third of a jazz sextet
But sadly I’d incurred much debt
And so I spoke words I’d soon regret
There was a scenester named Georgette
A real hep cat, she played roulette
Her breath always smelt of anisette,
And her tongue was ticklish like a barrette
He wanted me to two-time her with Yvette
But about this move I much did fret
Her boyfriend was buff and named Arnette
I feared he’d turn our sextet into a quartet –
(By essentially killing me and Brett)
But cold-hearted Brett had me in his net
I could not welch on my bad debt
I found myself in a cold sweat
And strangely singing “Bernadette” –
(Particularly strange since my girl was Georgette)
That night in the club we played a hot set
Yvette was a starry-eyed suffragette
My heart in my chest danced a minuet
While outwardly I was cool as a statuette
Suddenly I saw a stark silhouette
Stalking across, so I called to Brett
It was Arnette of the gallant sobriquet
I found myself going into oxygen debt
I felt a strange warmth in my bass clarinet
No longer was I playing a small flageolet
I was afraid I’d be smashed in my minaret
I glanced at Arnette, then at Brett’s cornet
(Herein steps the author, who now is beset
With problems diverse, my words offensive like Tet
O how will I resolve this scene that I’ve set?
I don’t really know; we aren’t there yet.)
Posted by donovan at 1:54 AM | Category: Funny
my words offensive like tet would be a dope rhyme for a rapper. Like aesop rock. Ever heard aesop rock?
i'm impressed with that... my words offensive like tet.
You'd be less impressed if you remembered, as I later did, that it was from Rage's "People of the Sun." It is too - just try a Google search.
Posted by: Evan Donovan at February 9, 2004 3:54 PM
Men can't be "brunettes."
Posted by: Josh S at February 13, 2004 3:50 PM
Really? Well, I'd like to see you write a poem with that many "et" words in it.
Posted by: Evan Donovan at February 17, 2004 8:45 PM