I don’t care at all. It means nothing to me.
At first I thought I was going to be mad.
Or wildly sad. But it means nothing to me.
I don’t care that Disney bought Marvel comics.
Snow White happened in 1937.
Disney was Disney then, before I was born.
Vampirella never was Marvel comics.
Frank Frazetta did Vampirella’s premiere
for Warren Publishing. Those were the comics
that I waited for, sat in the store reading.
I don’t care that Disney bought Marvel comics.
Snow White and Vampirella don’t give a fuck.
Snow White and Vampirella aren’t even
looking back to see what those corporations
are rambling about in their press releases.
I care about Snow White and Vampirella.
I don’t care that Disney bought Marvel comics.
Snow White and Vampirella have been buying
new clothes and they both look pretty damn sexy
when they laugh about their plans for tomorrow
and everything I am is wildly, madly
focused on being with them tomorrow night.
All the cool stuff will happen tomorrow night
and the night doesn’t issue a press release.
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Snow White
Vampirella
Disney Buys Marvel
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