Ok, what poem reminds you of people in a semi-nonrelated way?

I’ll post mine in the next post, with the person who it reminds me of in the title, and the poem in the body. I would like it if the other people posting followed the same format. Thanks.

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather’d every rack,
the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red, Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up- for you the flag is flung- for
you the bugle trills,

     For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths- for you the shores
         a-crowding,
      For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
         Here Captain! dear father!
           This arm beneath your head!
             It is some dream that on the deck,
               You've fallen cold and dead.

      My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
      My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
      The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
      From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
           Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
             But I with mournful tread,
               Walk the deck my Captain lies,
                 Fallen cold and dead.

I believe it was Shel Silverstein’s “Kloony the Clown”. He reminded me of me.

There once was a man from Nantuckett …
Oh, nevermind.

Tasha, that is nothing short of evil. :stuck_out_tongue:

I’ll tell you privately . . .

Oh, Paddy, you know you love me anyway because I’m evil like that.