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Shall I compare thee to Gerard Butler?
Thou art more yummy and more versatile;
Harsh critics pan Gerard’s roles more and more,
And high profits elude him still a while.
Sometimes too weird the star of Brad Pitt shines,
And steady has his skin’s complexion dimmed,
And sexiness does all too soon decline,
Especially when beards remain untrimmed.
But thy eternal fresh face does not fade,
Which frankly freaks me out a little bit,
No wrinkles do thy perfect face invade,
nor senility cloud thy clever wit.
So long as movies play for eyes to see,
So long my ticket stubs belong to thee.
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It’s not the poem I would write but I second the sentiment. Depp is so dreamy and I’ll follow him through his best and worst projects.
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Yeah, I’ve been a devout Deppist for years! What would you write? A limerick? A free-verse panegyric?
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probably the latter. i just don’t know that i’ve written a poem for an actor. i have plenty of tributes and odes to authors and musicians but no actors. nonetheless, i enjoyed reading your poem. but, definitely not a limerick -possibly a haiku
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And he’s short. Only 5’9″ tall. Your kind of man.
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I love Depp and my husband is cool with it.
I am not a poetry or sonnet writer so I’m envious of your tribute.
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