Harper Lee

Virginia Woolf She leaves me cold I recognize the genius But I'm twice as bold I have more to say Than Hemingway Lord knows, compared to Faulker I say it in a better way Graham Greene He loves me He loves my poetic Sensibility Katherine Anne Porter Might be the best one now But in about a year I'm gonna show her how Yes I will Said to Reeves the other day Proust really is the man Who comforts me in a way No other writer can The timeless quality of the work The length! Is very long Believe me Marcel Proust goes on And on and on and on. 7 volumes Oh, Harper. Harper Lee. Lee. Lee She only wrote that one book I've written more than three Darling Tennessee Williams It's anybody's guess Why "Streetcar" made millions And "Wedding" so much less I will forever be pondering that one Oh, Harper. Harper Lee. Lee. Lee Why do they always compare her to me To me Won't even talk about Eudora Welty As for F. Scott, my Sad Cafe Is greater than his Gatsby I'm just telling you What someone told me they read I never look at my reviews They might give me the big head Now Truman Capote was hypnotized Mesmerized. Cause he realized That I knew that he knew That he had plagiarized My cadences! Imagine his surprise, You'll see it in his eyes When I win that Nobel Prize Thank you. Thank you so very much Harper. Harper Lee. Lee. Lee Why do they always compare her to me To me She always seems to be receiving More than she deserves Honey, she's poaching on My literary preserves Yes from Harper Lee We have seen and we've heard and I'd like to kill more than just That mockingbird You know, sometimes I really would So you just wait until next year