PrintMarch 26, 2007
Sheez! (a poem)
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
