"I am an idealistic, naive, passionate, truth-seeking, spiritually motivated artist, unschooled in the science of law and finance." --Wesley Snipes

Thursday, June 03, 2004

Ninjas assassinate Pirates—series tied 3 to 3

In last week’s ballyhooed Pirate show,
The Ninjas made a strong
Cup of tea. Led by Sho Kosugi,
The Ninjas out-drank Johnny Depp,
Blackbeard, Bluebeard, and Captain
Morgan by an astonishing margin.

The tetsubishi and shurikens lent
A frightening air
To the Caribbean night air in which
The pirates were accustomed
To breathing. Tabi boots and bolos
Were also in attendance.

John Lennon and the surviving Beatles
(along w/Freddie Mercury, always
more a fan of pirates than ninjas)
attended the Steelers game, parrots &
eyepatches in tow. X marks the spot;
Bruce Dickinson of Iron Maiden
Made a brief appearance.

Bill Murray was pitching Eight Pieces
Rum, the perfect libation
For a plundering session. I got drunk
And weepy over a photograph
Of Scarlett Johansson, didn’t even
Notice the dude in the black hood
Until it was much too late.


Reen said...

Rock! This is a seriously sweet poem. May I apologize for my inability to laud good work in any language that wouldn't be used by a sixteen-year-old surfer dude? Alas, that is my fate. Nonetheless, my enthusiasm is genuine.


Tony said...


Thanks. I understand your language problem. I'm the chronological equivalent of two sixteen year old girls, but I still say things like "This Ceravolo poem fuckin' kicks ass," or "Reb's book is rocks my socks off." Needless to say, my dissertation director is not amused when such phrases turn up in my academic prose.