David McLansky

Veteran Poet - 1,048 Points (5/24/1944 / New York City)

riff On Princess Julie - Poem by David McLansky

Princess Julie's Ransom Note

My oil Sheik
Omar Shariff
Drove me in his jeep
To Al-Kaliq;

I am Princess
Number five
On camel milk
I survive;

I think he's tired
Of me now;
He'll trade me for
A goat or cow.

Behind those velvet eyes
Was someone barmy;
Learning Arabic;
Send the U.S. Army


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 4, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, April 4, 2014


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