On Clint Eastwood's Birthday Poem by Tom Higgins

On Clint Eastwood's Birthday



For a fistful of dollars,
I'd write a new 'happy birthday.'
For a few dollars more.
I'd even write the score.
To avoid dirty Harry,
the good, the bad, and the ugly, I'd marry.
And for the man with no name,
I'd most likely, do the same!


Tom Higgins

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