These are two poems about my heroes:
Steve Prefontaine and Steve Goodman
If you don't know who they are find out.
(yes I know it's weird they're both steve's)
Pre:
You held every american record from two to ten,
But in the end you lost to lassie viren.
It's ok, he probalbly blood doped anyway.
What I'm trying to say,
is Pre, you're my hero;
and I don't mean the sandwhich.
A Good Man:
You sang about repo-men, auctioneers, and really long train rides,
You loved the cubs so much they'd sell you their hides.
You played at the earl of old town,
Man it's too bad the tore it down.
I've never looked at hotel rooms or mail-order ads the same,
To think you're gone is a shame.
I know I'm twenty years too late,
But Steve- you're really great.