I wrote a dirty little ditty for my friend Steve Reczkowsky. I had originally written this poem for the Art World but soon came to realize that it could be used quite liberally. All I had to do was replace the “it’s” with a “he’s” and there it be. Steve, here it is, and thanks for all those wonderful years tending Robyn’s counter.
” Steve; he’s like…. ”
He’s like snatch; but sweeter
He’s got swatch; but sooner
He’s got stash; but bigger
He’s like smack but stronger
He’s like you; but better
He’s like Yak; but butter
He’s like; nice but later….
He’s got racks; like “Hooters”
He’s got back; like looters
He’s like grass and fiddlers…
He’s like ass, and fingers
He’s like mass but longer….