Richard Brautigan

(January 30, 1935 – September 14, 1984 / Tacoma, Washington)

Gee, You're So Beautiful That It's Starting To Rain


Oh, Marcia,
I want your long blonde beauty
to be taught in high school,
so kids will learn that God
lives like music in the skin
and sounds like a sunshine harpsicord.
I want high school report cards
to look like this:

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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  • Rac Hel (5/19/2009 10:23:00 PM)

    This is the second incomplete poem of Richard Brautigan that I've come across on poemhunter. Weird.

    Anyway, I love this one! : D (Report) Reply

  • Caro Smith (8/7/2007 3:18:00 PM)

    This isn't the whole poem. The whole poem is:

    Oh, Marcia,
    I want your long blonde beauty
    to be taught in high school,
    so kids will learn that God
    lives like music in the skin
    and sounds like a sunshine harpsicord.
    I want high school report cards
    to look like this:

    Playing with Gentle Glass Things
    A

    Computer Magic
    A

    Writing Letters to Those You Love
    A

    Finding out about Fish
    A

    Marcia's Long Blonde Beauty
    A+! (Report) Reply

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