Don't Call Me Charlie
You really showed us
what a slave can do,
and when the studio lights
gashed your face theatrically,
we learned that things can be Technicolor
and serious at the same time.
I've got knives in my kitchen
that show me something similar,
all deadly and Julia Child
at once; for once I'll stop
before color gets the better of me;
I'll slow down the credits for once.
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