Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Haiku for Owen Wilson

Owey, sad and sick
Hugs, leis with palm-waving babes
That's all a boy needs

Put your star feet up
Talk dirty with Dr. Phil
Suck down some Zoloft

Everything will chill
No one else has your nose
Maybe find Jesus?

All is love, Owey
we say this under duress
Just get through today

And eat vitamins
Laugh at funny stupid folk
Does Vince Vaughn smell bad?

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