well, here's my pathetic stab at an Al poem. I wrote it awhile ago, like 1999, but until now it was too personal to reveal, but i have decided that the time was right to let everyone know how i came to love Al. Please keep in mind that i usually write poetry when i'm depressed, so if this is terrible, feel free to attack me with a rabid wolverine after you read it.
I look at the pills in my hand,
life has become too much to stand.
I put in the tape that he has let me borrow,
but still I am drowned with sorrow.
I listen to the words sung by a nice voice,
and now I have no choice.
"Everything you know is wrong,
Black is white, up is down and short is long."
They made me see,
that all I have to do is be me.
I indeed know nothing of life or love,
and I now know that this message is from above.
So now you are my hero,
even though what I know about you is zero.
Your words will never fail,
now I must say, I love you, Al.
yeah, i was like, in the sixth grade when i wrote it, so it's not my best work... i hope it didn't make anyone's eyes bleed.