Write a poem with the words...star, gasoline, beauty, raccoon?

A MATTER OF TASTE

Is beauty the moon o'er a castle with moat,

Or a naked blond on an old raccoon coat?

Or is it a star shining down on the green,

Or a '68 Mustang with high test gasoline?

Beauty is a matter of taste, and you see

None of these things really do it for me.

No, I'd rather stay home and drink Genessee

With a Rams and Colts game on hi-def TV.

Beauty twinkles overhead.

the raccoon constellation.

the heavens it's bed.

Orion stretches, across the sky,

his mighty belt

of hope for many 'tis a sign.

No more can we see the heavens

blotted out my the orange dim

of the gasoline stars

and the electric hymn.

A poem by La Kias

Here's a bad one but one nonetheless. You never mentioned that it had to have any literary value, hehe.

Where’d you acquire such beauty?

Asked the night to the prideful star.

Tonight's sleep seemed to be fleeting

While dreaming you up from afar.

Your beauty seems to creep on me

Much as a sneaky raccoon

Hiding behind the mask

Of the opalescent moon.

Show yourself to me each day

Without you I simply can’t run.

Like a car without gasoline

Or a morning devoid of caffeine.

If I lack your presence my power’s undone

I’d lack the strength to tackle the sun.

Gasoline stars form in the center of your eyes

With one look, it's no surprise

The beauty they hold comes to soon.

Oh look! Its that damn racoon, actin' a bahfooon.

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