Joel Dailey

A Drug Named Charlie Sheen
for Mel Tormé

Mentally undressing the furniture I
First had to grasp the cucumber
Green in color, watery
Reminiscent of hi-grade alien porn ingested thusly
Triggering heroics (one forward somersault) obscured by self inflation
"Law or no law," proclaimed o'er Seas of Tranquility
Mindset akin to suggestion box
Waitress on waitress
Dong over schlong
Small craft advisory     up your antenna

Everyone's a robot but Joel Dailey. Contractions (don't) are very illegal. His motto: Shiver me pundits...mentally, not manually. Like "Hi! I'm Perry from Perry." Here's looking at your disabled Elvis.

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