Chicano Poet

Friday, January 20, 2006


Henry’s Elegy for the King of Cool

I’m watching Steve McQueen
in Baby The Rain Must Fall,
his wife Georgette and his small daughter

come to live with him.
He’s out on parole in Papalote
singing in the band,

Baby The Rain Must Fall,
the more he gets into trouble
the more he gets under her skin,

but he’s got a hot temper
haulin’ ass in his 65’ Mustang
always damn never dang.

Baby The Rain Must Fall,
he gets into a knife fight
and Deputy Sheriff Slim throws him

in the slammer whammer jammer.
Even when there’s not a cloud in the sky
Baby The Rain Must Fall.

2 Comments:

At 11:26 AM, Blogger FossilGuy said...

Our 'Rain Must Fall' ended at 31 staight days when it did not spill a drop on us yesterday.
& a couple 'thumbs up' for Steve McQ!

 
At 8:06 AM, Blogger David said...

awesome. i wonder if there are enough of these poems floating around out there for a Steve McQueen anthology. i know i would read it!

 

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