Thursday, May 20, 2010

Sendhil Ramamurthy was in my dream last night
We took a train to a fire drill
And trekked down a forested hill
I don't remember much conversation, but he was hot all right
Under the trampoline it was dank and the railway car was drafty as hell
There were speed cones along the reservoir bank and a fat plane flew low over H.A.L.
We tripped and dodged over tree roots, hand in hand down the granite staircase
While the boatmen were using Amarula on ice to extinguish the blaze
We knew we were on a clock to get to the bottom of this today
"I'm not a doctor," said Dr. Suresh, "But I'll take a look anyway."
It anti-climaxed into classroom hours for the best part of the afternoon
It was gloomy and cold and kind of a bore
(a far cry from Heroes Season 4)
But the mystery is solved about his mutant powers 'cause he sure did light up the room

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