Bustin MC's like a punch drunk billy goat,
squeezing the ladies and jockin the silly ho's
when he enters the room, it's time to get ill(io).
Michael Trigilio.
 

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by Ali Vogt

A poem for my friend Michael
you are a funny guy
How I would love to see you on a cycle
or on a picnic with some rye
 

I Love Michael
by A.F.

Oh my man Trigilio
Girls, he ain't no schlemiel(io).
When he wears his chenille speedo,
Clockin the ho's in his frilly 'fro,
It makes me reach for my dilly-do.
Then he scores me a piecemeal kilo,
And together we toot some quill(io).
 

I love Michael
by Anonymous

When Michael licks his lips
I get a burnin in my hips
And I tell him "get off my ass"
Cause he be gettin' mighty crass
But was' new? That boy be full of sin
Thas what I love about him
And the way he spots me a rim.

Owed to Michael
by Greg Blick
 
It's prose, not poetry, I prefer,
But to your wishes I'll defer.
I'll sweat and labor like the Bard
But what comes out? A Hallmark Card.
I love you, Michael, yes it's true.
And miss you, too, it makes me blue.
I miss your smile, I miss your laugh,
Miss hearing about Prince for an hour and a half.
But most of all I miss your heart
Beating strong for others thru your art
And thru your life.  Now it's time
to end my suffering and this rhyme.

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by Patricia Stone

I can't write you a love poem
because I'm afraid your wife
will kick my ass.

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by Jonathan Caplan

Michael Michael by the wall,
who is the fairest of them all?
You are, you are,
By far far FAR!