A Dirty Poem for Valentine’s Day 2009

So. Valentine’s Day is a-coming and you have your eyes set on this beautiful, wonderful girl (or boy) and you want to be all romantic and give her maybe a Valentine’s card to show her you like her but at the same time you want to be all cool and shit so you want it dirty. You want a dirty Valentine’s love poem. You dirty boy, you. (Or girl.)

What could be dirtier than ee cummings’ she being Brand, I ask? Really, you respond, a famous poet? Dirty?

Oh, let me enlighten you. Read on.

she being Brand

-new;and you
know consequently a
little stiff i was
careful of her and(having

thoroughly oiled the universal
joint tested my gas felt of
her radiator made sure her springs were O.

K.)i went right to it flooded-the-carburetor cranked her

up,slipped the
clutch(and then somehow got into reverse she
kicked what
the hell)next
minute i was back in neutral tried and

again slo-wly;bare,ly nudg. ing(my

lev-er Right-
oh and her gears being in
A 1 shape passed
from low through
second-in-to-high like
greasedlightning)just as we turned the corner of Divinity

avenue i touched the accelerator and give

her the juice,good

(it

was the first ride and believe i we was
happy to see how nice she acted right up to
the last minute coming back down by the Public
Gardens i slammed on

the
internalexpanding
&
externalcontracting
brakes Bothatonce and

brought allofher tremB
-ling
to a:dead.

stand-
;Still)

Well, didja geddit? Heh heh. I love that poem. Don’t forget your tuxedos now, loverboy. (Or girl.)

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  1. Hi Mau! (Hehe nasend kasi yung first comment mo sa email ko!)

    We discussed the poem in high school e. Metaphors and all hehe. :)