Giant Mess

Mr. Hanks: It's high time you knew

your voice is capable of lulling one into

an hypnotic stupor ..

sonorous, friendly .. like the

neighbor next door .. Forrest Gump in the flesh

folksy, trustworthy, sincere

knock, knock, knocking .. I let you in.

Mr. Hanks: It's high time you knew;

yesterday as I listened to you read

in dulcet tones [ever so intently]

eggs were boiling on my stove

eggs that eventually exploded

pan on floor .. egg-smatter everywhere

[ with such force our stove's enamel now sports a divot ]

Mr. Hanks: I could wax poetic till the end of time

your voice is amazing .. your talent legendary

humour, pathos, fear, anger, downtrodden, heartbroken;

you do them as few others can

but .. please, please, please Tom

lay off the audio book thing ~~

hypnotism carries with it the

risk of a messy ending!