I found this item from the wonderful Bookninja who noticed it on the informativeÂ Bookslut. Before that, it was probably on Booknanny, Bookdentist, and Bookprude. Maybe Bookforestranger.Â It’s a hilarious item…
The Closest Jay Comes to a Love Song by Lauren Frey gives us an idea of what Prufrock would have said had he worn Abercrombie instead of Brooks Brothers.
Letâ€™s go babe, you and I,
When the nightâ€™s straddling the sky
Like a passed-out drunk guy.
Letâ€™s walk down frat row.
Yeah, letâ€™s go
And remember our night in the HiHo Motel
And that wack restaurant with bad oysters. Hell!
Frat row that flows like a stream of spilt beer
When the keg is empty
To point us to the questionâ€¦
But donâ€™t ask â€œWhereâ€™s the other keg?â€
Iâ€™d rather sit here and fondle your leg.
At the rager the chicks come and go
Talking about art or something, I donâ€™t know.
Great, great stuff.