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IDOLISING JAMES DEAN

The James Dean poster hangs from her wall 
As she sits by her phone and waits for his call 
Poor lady doesn't know that Mr Dean is dead  
People would say she is a little crazy in the head  

She has a tattoo of James across her breast 
The film Giant is the one she liked the best 
For she idolises that man with all her body and soul 
In her own little world he plays an important role 

So sad then she has turned out to be this way
Without James Dean she wouldn't survive the day

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Tony Taylor

Hey KIERAN!!......first, I love the creativity of this idea and how you helped manifest it, poetically.....in (near) sonnet like fashion.....but....It was the subject matter itself that made want to read beyond the Title....because I (like so many) LOVE his work and his life's story......just such a tragedy........I am selfishly stating that I just REALLY wish he could have done more screen work......he was getting better & better.......still hurts!!.......well done my friend!!.......T xo ?❤

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