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13 July 2006
May the sun pour rays of glistening golden upon your back, and may birds in formation litter the skies above (none of which shall be pooping on you)...
The girl's ex-boyfriend discovered the relationship after he accessed her e-mail account and read messages from Loavenbruck...
Jealous jealous boy!
Who knows, this may be icky, or maybe with a 29-yr-old who says "May the sun pour rays of glistening golden upon your back, and may birds in formation litter the skies above (none of which shall be pooping on you)... " to an 18-yr-old, he may actually be a good catch.
Whatever happened to copying poems out of Jim Morrison's Wilderness and passing them off as your own? That's how chicks got seduced when I was in high school. (Although I don't know that any of Morrison's poems were much better than this.)
Morrison's poetry in general sucks canal water. I also have a special grudge against him since I personally knew two guys who were convinced they were his reincarnation and insisted on being called "Jim." The Doors managed to make a few good songs ("My Eyes Have Seen You," "Break On Through," "Soul Kitchen") but that was in spite of Jimbo's poetic delusions. He was a handsome cat, though.
I thought it was a funny if poem if it was meant to be ironic. And if the 18-yr-old is sophisticated and lacking in vacuousness (lacking in lacking?) enough to 'get' irony, then maybe they're a pair.
If the poem wasn't meant to be ironic then, hell... lynch 'im.