Poem: Immaterial World

A poem about George Harrison. (He was a bit of a cunt).

I like George Harrison a lot - though
as time goes by he seemed such an

angry, nasty guy — deeply masking
as a Man of Peace. Actually stubborn,

and petty, and none of the things his fans
would want to accept. The baby of the band

suspended in arrested development.
Still, what have I ever done? Never found

my band of Wilburys, nor a little
Chiffons song to call my own.