riff On Princess Julie Poem by David McLansky

riff On Princess Julie



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

Friday, April 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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