Riff On Julie Prince And Princess Poem by David McLansky

Riff On Julie Prince And 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

Saturday, March 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: LOVE
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