Meryl Streep's Accents And Sausage Factory Poems Poem by Shaun Cronick

Meryl Streep is my and many people's favourite and adored actress.
Meryl Streep is loved throughout the world.
She has won three Oscars and numerous other awards,
For her craft,
Her dedication to it,
And for being such a bloody good actress.
I heard it on the grapevine from a most,
Unreliable source (John Sessions) ,
That where Meryl Streep lives on a vast farm,
There are golden fields and more golden fields,
Growing only one thing.
Accents.
Meryl Streep's accents.
Each one different.
So very different from the last.
Each one faultless.
Each one a perfect accent.
Each one tailor made for beautiful Meryl.
Each one pitch perfect and Oscar worthy.
Each one only this gifted actress can absorb.
The beautiful, beguiling Meryl Streep.
Hectare after hectare of her accents,
Stretching far beyond the horizon,
Then reaching up to the heavens,
Travelling beyond infinity,
Easily passing the infinite typewriting monkeys,
Forever attempting to write out,
The complete works of Shakespeare.
And when the smartest monkey finally succeeds,
Even then Meryl Streep's faultless accents carry on,
And then they catch up with sausage factory poems.
Surpassing even these mass produced unhealthy, unloved,
And unwanted poems.
That's the power of Meryl Streep,
And her accents.
For Sausage Factory poems will never endure and survive.
And Meryl Streep and her acting gift is ethereal.
Her performances sublime and phenomenal.
Her legacy eternal and here to stay.
We love you Meryl,
As an actress,
A person,
And a tireless humanitarian.
And if by chance you read this good Meryl...
Have a Happy New Year and,
Good luck with your career.