Andy Kaufman Poem by Miranda Arocho
Andy Kaufman
I visited your clay and painting gallery
You had many the vignette
I saw you building a corpse
While smoking a menthol cigarette
I’ll never wander
Left me laughing every night
It might be just a flicker
But it’s a flicker of light
As long as the music sounds right
Lend me something,
Song or dance
I can barely handle either
Something I admire often
Because I like guys like Andy Kaufman
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