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Electrified hair
Bulging eyes
Staring into my soul
Trembling, chapped lips
A gravely voice
Uttering from his lips
"Hello"
Christopher Walken
There aren't many poems about Christopher Walken. Perhaps there is a reason why? I care little. He's my hero.

I wrote this a few years ago, whilst bored. In fact, I had a fever. The only prescription was Christopher Walken.
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velvetnegative Featured By Owner Jun 16, 2006
Guess what -
I got a fever,
and the only prescription
is more cowbell.
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Poltergeise Featured By Owner Jun 16, 2006
I'm gonna stab you... in the face... with a soldering iron.
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velvetnegative Featured By Owner Jun 16, 2006
All I hear is:
'Na stab you ..
.. 'na face ..
soldering iron ...
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Poltergeise Featured By Owner Jun 24, 2006
He gimme da watch!
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