Ode To Hester Poem by Charlie F. Kane

I must confess,
When I first you,
I thought you were from Stoke-on-Trent.
When we first got talking
It turned out you were pissed.
But in sheer madness
We created the life
Of a Marxist, feminist transsexual
Who was raised by wolves
And later a gypsy circus.

I cannot remember my first impressions of you,
But I know you now as funny and loud
With a heart that beats of pure gold.
You truly are one of a kind and unique,
And (to misquote Shakespeare)
A girl of whose like I shall never see again.
I try to find the words to say,
But what I want to say is so simple-
You are brilliant,
You are wonderful,
You are a legend.

Being a Capricorn means I do not have acquaintances
But rather people who are close friends
And we Capricorns are (according to wikipedia)
Beings are who are fiercely loyal.
It takes someone special
For me to reveal the man behind the mask.

So there you have it.
It is done.
‘Ode to Hester’
Now please return my guitar.