Ayn Rand's Disciple Poem by Robert Gerlich

A cute girl sat on the subway car's corner seat —

Her trendy blonde hair made my heart skip a beat;

She was reading a door-stopper by the compelling Ayn Rand —

Spasibo! She was not wearing any wedding band!

I am certainly no Atlas, but I still Shrugged!

Her obvious sweet intellect begged to be hugged;

I invited her to join me at a club to quaff

A vibrant snifter of perilous ice-cold Smirnoff;

With a chaser of Baltika served by the barman, Vlad —

The Orient Express and Sapsan took us to Petrograd!

We viewed the world through the author's righteous prism —

I examined this babe quite lustily with Objectivism;

That evening I caressed her in a guestroom bed

And deliberately uncovered her precious Fountainhead.