The Poetry of Charlie Sheen

While Hollywood rant machine Charlie "Crazy Charlie" Sheen's career and life seem to be imploding (apparently unbeknownst to him), he's created a thriving cottage industry of satire and dark humor. (We can all be glad that his twin son toddlers were removed from his house the other day, where they were tended to by his live-in porn star girlfriend and a bikini model). Jimmy Fallon had a devastating impersonation of Crazy Charlie unveiling his new men's cologne. Now, the Daily Beast's Michael Solomon has re-created his rants as "poetry." Here's a sample-- dig it, daddy-o!:

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They lay down
With their ugly wives
And their ugly children
And just look at their loser lives.
And then they look at me
And say,
“I can't process it.”
Well, no,
And you never will!
Stop trying!
Just sit back
And enjoy the show.

As a "rock star from Mars," Crazy Charlie can't be understood and appreciated by mere mortals. Someday soon, we'll all be begging to work for him. Always remember, Charlie's not losing, he's. . . .winning! Duh!