I was walking through <br />Sunlit and lonely Melvindale, <br />Which for all intents and purposes <br />Is mystical Detroit, <br />And I was thinking about Susan, <br />Somewhere sad in Pennsylvania. <br /> <br />Boys were playing football, <br />Which made me lonesome <br />For Scott and Leroy, <br />Childhood companions <br />Lost in time! <br />A tall mother watering the lawn <br />Was goddess-like. <br /> <br />Does anyone love Li Po? <br />Where is Han Shan? <br />I’d kiss Susan beneath a Maple Tree <br />If she’d let me read to her <br />Mexico City Blues by Jack Kerouac.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-love-kurt-cobain-and-hate-toby-keith/
