#1
A friend of mine meant to say "Beauty and the Beast," but it came out "beats," so I wrote this. It's a poem, so no music.


Beauty and the Beats

So Marilyn Monroe walks into a bar.
Some dark and dank den.
This guy comes to her and says,
"Hi, I'm Richard Brautigan.
That's Allen Ginsburg.
And he's Jack.
Jack Kerouac."
Can't stop the signal.
#2
Kinda short... In fact almost to short to be allowed, so watch out. But I have a poem about Jack, and Bill burroughs, and Herbert Huncke up at the moment. Big fan of the beat Generation.




love is a dog from hell.



#4
i dont get it at all, and i dont think its me, i think its the writting, hey but i could be slow,