The Great Gatsby

I found out the other day that one of my favorite English professors was doing a lesson on the book The Great Gatsby. I said to her, "Why were we not reading that when I was in your classes? Don't you understand? The Great Gatsby is my favorite book! I consider that book a modern day love story that takes place in the 1920's ha ha! Gatsby hooks up with a woman that does not have as much interest in him as he does her. I connect much of his pain to the pain that my friends share. I think a lot of people can relate to Gatsby. I wrote this poem in the perspective of the Great Gatsby, if I was a modern day Gatsby.

My name is Gatsby, and I'm great let me give you a run-down
people know who i am, I'm think I'm state renowned

whenever i throw a party its the talk of the town
mad people show up in their nice tuxes and gowns

the party is popping as i watch people get down
i sit and watch from my window wearing my invisible crown

Its a party up in west egg, with mad peeps that i surround
but there this one chick Daisy, I allays hope to see around

I walk into my bro Nicks house, to which I have found
Daisy was standing there, my feet were glued to the ground

I'll never forget that night, she took me back to her compound
we were up all night, squealing like the hounds

her dumb ass husband tom started to shove yours truly around
he said what the fuck are you doing? its me that she is bound

bitch i went to oxford, so don't get all profound
ill fucking knock you out with one punch and bring you to the ground

i know peeps that rigged the world series so i suggest you spin around
they make you so scared your pants will start turning brown

I want you daisy ill do anything to not make you frown
why don't you live with me? and dump that dumb ass clown

Its the jazz age baby, i don't care if your on the rebound
well make the beast with two backs, if you come around

we'll roll in my yellow Rolls Royse all over town
if there is someone, you can mow that bitch down

its sucks you have to your husband, i know you don't want to get caught
I'll be thinking of you, in my pool, and hopefully I don't get shot.

if i ever pass on, i hope you'll be thinking about me Daisy
I'll love you forever, sincerely yours The Great Jay Gatsby