Mrs Taylor 

5th period
                                    Sonnet 104 

To me, fair friend, you never can be old, 

For as you were when first your eye I eyed, 

Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold 

Have from the forests shook three summers’ pride, 

Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turned 

In process of the seasons have I seen, 

Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burned, 

Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. 

Ah, yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, 

Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived; 

So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, 

Hath motion, and mine eye may be deceived: 

For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred: 

Ere you were born was beauty’s summer dead.

We real cool. We

Left school. We

Lurk late. We

Strike straight. We

Sing sin. We

Thin gin. We

Jazz June. We

Die soon.

a total stranger one black day

knocked living the hell out of me--

who found forgiveness hard because

my(as it happened)self he was

-but now that fiend and i are such

immortal friends the other's each

is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne

or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona

partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian

partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt

partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches

partly because of the secrecy our smiles take on before people and statuary

it is hard to believe when I'm with you that there can be anything as still

as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it

in the warm New York 4 o'clock light we are drifting back and forth

between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles

and the portrait show seems to have no faces in it at all, just paint

you suddenly wonder why in the world anyone ever did them

I look

at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world

except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it's in the Frick

which thank heavens you haven't gone to yet so we can go together the first time

and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism

just as at home I never think of the Nude Descending a Staircase or

at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michelangelo that used to wow me

and what good does all the research of the Impressionists do them

when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank

or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn't pick the rider as carefully

as the horse

it seems they were all cheated of some marvelous experience

which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I am telling you about it

Watch this!

Be be be my B-F-F

'Cause I-D-K what's coming next

And I'll be L-M-H-O with the rest

So T-T-Y-L-X-O-X

Come on! Be be be my B-F-F

'Cause I-D-K what's coming next

And I'll be L-M-H-O with the rest

So T-T-Y-L-X-O-X

Show up in the same dress

We don't know who wore it best

Not make a big deal

Act like it's a new trend

Look good when we go 'round here

Try on these boots

I found this boy who said you're sweet

He's got a best friend (You'll always be my)

Be be be my B-F-F

'Cause I-D-K what's coming next

And I'll be L-M-H-O with the rest

So T-T-Y-L-X-O-X

Be be be my B-F-F

'Cause I-D-K what's coming next

And I'll be L-M-H-O with the rest

So T-T-Y-L-X-O-X

I'm a better me when

You're here next to me

L-J-Kcan't you tell we're rotf-eh-l

Who needs words when we got hearts, smile

T-t-t-time goes by so fast

But we are meant to last (You'll always be my)

Be be be my B-F-F

'Cause I-D-K what's coming next

And I'll be L-M-H-O with the rest

So T-T-Y-L-X-O-X

Be be be my B-F-F

'Cause I-D-K what's coming next

And I'll be L-M-H-O with the rest

So T-T-Y-L-X-O-X

T-T-Y-L-X-O-X

Come on! (You'll always be my)

Be be be my B-F-F

'Cause I-D-K what's coming next

And I'll be L-M-H-O with the rest

So T-T-Y-L-X-O-X

Be be be my B-F-F

'Cause I-D-K what's coming next

And I'll be L-M-H-O with the rest

So T-T-Y-L-X-O-X

Be be be my B-F-F

'Cause I-D-K what's coming next

And I'll L-M-H-O with the rest

So T-T-Y-L-X-O-X

Be be be my B-F-F

'Cause I-D-K what's coming next

And I'll be L-M-H-O with the rest

So T-T-Y-L-X-O-X

We gee booed 

We get mad 

We don’t feel bad

We say what 

We kick their butts 

We eat food 

We get sued