A Cold Open

 

An original poem by Chrome Dome Mike Kimbro

 

Please read along to my Spoken Verse Performance.

 

 

VERSE 1

 

A cold winter's night.

 

I meet up with friends,

 

To enjoy the "Game of Thrones."

 

 

We don't always delight,

 

At who George R. R. ends.

 

Can't he leave well enough alone?

 

 

VERSE 2

 

As we survey Westeros,

 

Under Copernican astrolabe,

 

To "A Song of Ice and Fire".

 

 

While that beginning is boss,

 

Some of us would rather trade.

 

For the intro which takes us higher.

 

 

CHORUS

 

We all love introduction songs.

 

And hang on a host's every word.

 

But when TV time comes along,

 

Getting to the point is preferred.

 

So late Saturday evening,

 

Or whenever Cheers is screening,

 

The intro for which I'm hopin',

 

Will always be the cold open.

 

 

VERSE 3

 

Favored by those with a story to tell.

 

So nearly every movie director,

 

Employs it's unique functionality.

 

 

But there is a special place in hell.

 

For those punks who work the projectors.

 

They punish my poor punctuality.

 

 

CHORUS

 

We all love introduction songs.

 

And hang on a host's every word.

 

But when TV time comes along,

 

Getting to the point is preferred.

 

So late Saturday evening,

 

Or whenever Cheers is screening,

 

The intro for which I'm hopin',

 

Will always be the cold open.

 

 

The End.

 

 

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