Hekyl and Jyve

a play on the famous story of Jekyl and Hyde

Hekyl and Jyve

Dr Hekyl was a strange old sort

dabbled in physics and reform of tort

took things serious as a heart attack

never smiled much hardly ever a crack

he worked every day from dawn to dusk

research from rhino horn to sweet corn husk

when he sipped on his brew stumbling in a haze

colors flashing everywhere fell into a daze

his hair bouffant and his collar flipped

behind the wheel of his corvette he slipped

checking his pretty face in the rear view mirror

Yes he was cool Mr Jyve couldn't get any clearer

down to the nite clubs he would saunter in

order himself a tall boy of tonic and gin

the ladies would flock all seeking his attention

checking his supply of disaster prevention

by two a.m. his reserves running thin

time to get back to his laboratory again

before his hair and good looks disappeared

they would all get a look at his scraggly beard

as the sun arose he staggered to his feet

dressed in his fancy suit Italian shoes on his feet

rubbed his eyes and in the mirror he winked

threw himself a kiss and never even blinked

yes he was a contrast of demeanor and style

his somber face covering up his smile

back to his dreary life of barely alive

he was Dr. Hekyl and Mr. Jyve

Gomer LePoet....

Reviews

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No really this is about you right? lol ;)
This was absolutley another fun piece, found myself singing it to a little tune.
I guess we can all be Dr Hekyl and Jyve sometimes. But shhhhhhhhhhhhhh dont tell anyone. ;)

Awesome David, I always enjoy what you write.