Villanelle № 37842
Starving at Tiffany's
I will cross my heart, and hope to die
While stuck in my past obsessing
But i will not be your "Catcher in the Rye"
You trained me to learn, and then to lie
As i watched our love undressing
I will cross my heart, and hope to die
You made me swear that I would not cry
I can look that unkept while suppressing?
But i will not be your catcher in the rye
When i broke down you still asked, "why?"
Though i was torching photos, digressing
I will cross my heart, and hope to die
With tickets in hand you said, "lets fly!"
You make me feel that i'm worth caressing?
But i will not be your catcher in the rye
Love was a trinket that they taught you to buy
When you claimed all needs depressing
I will cross my heart, and hope to die
But i will not be your catcher in the rye.
19 comments
And you said I think I remember the film
And then you said well we both kinds of liked it
And I said well that's one thing we got
and, you don't need the quotation marks on every occurance of the title. my sugg. is to make it a title once, and leave it as a description of a person the rest of the time.
Sven said "Ted,
send ten tents".
Ted said "Sven,
send ten cents".
When Sven sent
Ted ten cents,
Ted sent Sven
ten cent tents.
Try to say that one even once, I dares ya.
btw, i am fine, living hard and fast in santa monica.
heh
A most excellennt poem, however.
I seeem to have deeevelopeed a stutter. To go wiht my funnny walk, of coursee..
By the way this is a keeper my young fry.....8
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