started life as a i wrote on for the feast of saint valentine, the annual celebration of courtly romance, and my version goes like this. i wanna be your vacuum cleaner, breathing in your dust. let be your morris marina, i will never rust. if you like your coffee hot, let me be your coffee pot. you call the shots. i wanna be yours. let me be your raincoat for those frequent rainy days. let me be be that dreamboat when you wanna sail away. let me be your teddy bear, take me with you anywhere. i don t care. i wanna be yours. let me be your electric meter, i will never run out. let me be the electric heater you d get pneumonia without. let me be that setting lotion that grips your skull with deep devotion. deep as the deep atlantic ocean that s how deep is my devotion. a deep, deep, deep, deep, d deep, deep. i don t want to be hers, i wanna to be yours. oh, my god. you ve still got it. directly from my heart.
is my devotion. a deep, deep, deep, deep, d deep, deep. i don t want to be hers, i wanna to be yours. oh, my god. you ve still got it. directly from my heart. what is so striking about that and i ve heard it many times before but i love hearing it every time it s. thank you. ..it s the rhyme, it s the rhythm, it s the energy, it s the drive. and it really works best when you are performing it. oh, that s nice thank you. is that but is that you for you know, we think of poetry, we think of the artist in his garret, writing this stuff things down but for you, are you always thinking, what will this sound like? 0h, absolutely. yeah, it is a sonic medium. very intelligent observation. i think more than anything, poetry really should be heard even if you re reading somebody, you know, the poetry of somebody from the last century, you know, you ve got to hear it, you know? you have to hear it. if it doesn t sound any
from one of your best known poems which i think she wrote in the early 80s, i wanna be yours. uh-huh. yeah, sure. this is yeah, it s a valentine poem. kind of a love poem? yeah, yeah. started life as a i wrote on for the feast of saint valentine, the annual celebration of courtly romance, and my version goes like this. i wanna be your vacuum cleaner, breathing in your dust. let be your morris marina, i will never rust. if you like your coffee hot, let me be your coffee pot. you call the shots. i wanna be yours. let me be your raincoat for those frequent rainy days. let me be be that dreamboat when you wanna sail away. let me be your teddy bear, take me with you anywhere. i don t care. i wanna be yours. let me be your electric meter, i will never run out. let me be the electric heater you d get pneumonia without. let me be that setting lotion that grips your skull with deep devotion. deep as the deep atlantic ocean that s how deep is my devotion. a deep, deep, deep, deep, d dee
deep, d deep, deep. i don t want to be hers, i wanna to be yours. oh, my god. you ve still got it. directly from my heart. what is so striking about that and i ve heard it many times before but i love hearing it every time it s. thank you. ..it s the rhyme, it s the rhythm, it s the energy, it s the drive. and it really works best when you are performing it. oh, that s nice thank you. you know, when we think of poetry, we think of the artist in his garret, writing this stuff things down, but for you, are you always thinking, what will this sound like? 0h, absolutely. yeah, it is a sonic medium. very intelligent observation. i think more than anything, poetry really should be heard even if you re reading somebody, you know, the poetry of somebody from the last century, you know, you ve got to hear it, you know? you have to hear it. if it doesn t sound
80s, i wanna be yours. uh-huh. yeah, sure. this is yeah, it s a valentine poem. kind of a love poem? yeah, yeah. started life as a i wrote it for the feast of saint valentine, the annual celebration of courtly romance, and my version goes like this. let me be your vacuum cleaner, breathing in your dust. let be your morris marina, i will never rust. if you like your coffee hot, let me be your coffee pot. you call the shots. i wanna be yours. let me be your raincoat for those frequent rainy days. let me be that dreamboat when you wanna sail away. let me be your teddy bear, take me with you anywhere. i don t care. i wanna be yours. let me be your electric meter, i will never run out. let me be the electric heater you d get pneumonia without. let me be that setting lotion that grips your skull with deep devotion. deep as the deep atlantic ocean that s how deep is my devotion. a deep, deep, deep,