A poem by Casey

Found on the kitchen table this morning. . .

Jordan has a stalker.

And the stalker has an accompanist.

Together they perform a very entertaining symphony.

(This part is written like a Haiku – says Marcus)

How they both like him,

I haven’t a clue.

I only want to know,

Which one will Jordan woo?

(Casey changed this part to rhyme to get Jordan’s acceptance.)