Thursday, November 1, 2007

MICHAEL JORDAN

CLARK KENT OF THE BASKETBALL COURT,
MICHAEL JORDAN FLYING THROUGH AIR.
RADAR RANGE, THE HONING SHOT,
SUPER TWENTY-THREE FOR A PAIR.
THE FISH BOWL LIFE STYFLING BREATH,
WITH EACH YEAR, MORE INTENSE THE VIEW.
FOUR IN A ROW, THANKS BUT NO THANKS,
AQUAMARINE, THE FISH AND THE SHOE.
FOUR-PETE UNTIL THE COWS COME HOME,
THE PREMIER BULL SCRATCH THAT PEN.
WHAT IS YOUR STEAK, IN THIS LIFE?
FILET HIS SOUL, FOR CHANNEL TEN.
ANOTHER RING, THE BULL'S NOSTRILLS FLARE,
YOUR MICROPHONE, MY HEAD NEEDS A HOLE.
SEVEN SCORING TITLES, IN NINE YEARS,
I NEED IT, LIKE ANOTHER FIELD GOAL.


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