I was rifling through some old files the other day and I came across a poem I had written for English class back in the Fall of '94. I didn't have many friends back then.
Beep beep blips the heart rate machine.
Much like my own heart pines for thee.
Rejoice! The wonder that is must see Thursday.
Wyle is the Noah, Wiley is the coyote.
Stat! Stat!
Bring hither the Ccs!
Morphine for my soul that longs to meet the man, the hair, the Carter.
Rejoice! Thy emmy awaits, reach out and taketh.
-Jonesy
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