Here is a poem I wrote to express my love of The O.C. Don’t read it if you’re still catching up with past seasons!
I’m so glad the fall is here,
I’m full of zealousness and glee.
For what reason, do you ask?
But of course for new O.C.!
Ryan Atwood doesn’t smile,
While Seth Cohen’s quite a clown.
Marisa Cooper’s much too skinny,
Summer never let’s me down.
Sandy and Kiki rock the house,
They’re the parents of the year.
Shoot someone? Take some drugs?
They’ll take you in without a fear.
Julie Cooper is a bitch,
But I love her anyway.
Jimmy Cooper’s back in town,
Since old Caleb passed away.
People tend to come and go,
Alex, Lindsay, Luke and Zach.
But if you can not fit right in,
Then we do not want you back.
It doesn’t ever seem to rain,
Newport Beach is quite a town.
Though it did rain that one time,
When Seth was hanging upside-down.
Bait Shop is the place to be,
How do they get those bands?
That’s where Alex met Marisa,
Did you see them holding hands?
Teresa lied and had her baby,
Who’s the daddy? We don’t know.
But please, oh please, do not be Ryan,
Or it’s back to crap Chino.
So much happens in a week,
Much too much to fit in here.
Don’t get me started on that Oliver,
Or I’ll be yelling for a year.
I could go on here for days,
But I’m running out of rhymes.
Tune in Thursdays, Fox at Eight,
For some guaranteed good times.