Of Course These Are R's Accomplishments Poem by Raj Dronamraju

In the crematorium of unnecessary memories
Something's been put there by accident
But don't worry, they refuse to burn
Refuse to dissolve into untimely forgotten ash

The girl who stocked her fridge when she knew I was coming over
Filled it full of frozen goodies, a bottle of gin, a piece of meat to barbecue
In the corner was kept an acoustic guitar she couldn't play
There were no photos of ex-lovers on display

And if you seek a sample of this kind of listing out
Rosebud the sled - the rich man with an empty life
Karate master identified as required by law enforcement
Doctoring friendship for the lower IQ levels

And oh what a fight that night!
You had words with a clerk in a shoe store, shoved a drunk yokel in a bar
And you gave a beating to a recollection of a beating
Collected love and conducted some surprising experiments with it

And oh what a fight that epoch!
Our demands were never heard
Those were blissful visitations nonetheless
Not telling the truth to strangers
Cracking jokes at the expense of others