A poem with shows that are on movie channels.

Curb your enthusiasm now
if you will,
Here is a story of
a girl named Jill
A fat actress through
californication,
She experienced
a bad sensation
She was with Lucky Louie
drinking True Blood,
One dark night she tripped
and fell in the mud
Her entourage was
no where around,
Nobody to help her
off of the ground
Was dragged through the weeds
and put six feet under ,
She didn’t have time
to even wonder
We share tales from the crypt
’cause she’s dead like me
Got me drinking True Blood
instead of tea
Now Jill is my spectacular
undead friend,
Good amigos beyond
the very end

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