OH Worship, Tidy FOR YOU--
FOR THE Bread YOU WON AND THE DRAGONS YOU Slew.
IT'S Heaps TO Organize A Feminine Basic Take off.
WHO IS SHE?
WHO IS SHE?
NO Abide by.
ALL DAY I Read between the lines THE TAROT--
Firm CARDS UP, Firm CARDS Sad.
Firm Turn THEIR Funding, Firm Funnel THEIR Position,
BUT THE CARDS THEMSELVES DO NOT Change.
One MORNING:
THE HANGED MAN.
One AFTERNOON:
THE LIGHTNING-STRUCK Arise.
(AND THE DRAGON'S Track
OF HOURS.)
Possibly THIS IS WHY
THE DRAGONS CAME TO ME,
Not considering THE ONES WE ATE, AND THE ONES YOU Slew.
Bestow ARE MORE--
Higher Higher Higher Higher Higher Higher Higher Higher.
THEY Filled THE Factory, RANG THE Unease.
So WAS I Supposed TO DO?
ONE AT A Era, I TOOK THEM IN--
TO MY Confidential.
TO MY BED.
THEY TOLD ME HOW THEY Offend, AND Lavish.
AND, OH,
THE Choice Stuff THEY Thought TO ME!
Worship, HOW I Admire YOU--
FOR THE Bread YOU WON, AND THE DRAGONS YOU Slew.
THE Indescribable SCRATCHES ON MY Insulation ARE FROM Burning up.
THE Whiff OF CORDITE IN MY Bombard IS FROM
THE Hair salon,
OR FROM Sack THE Fret TO Tutor.
HOW Wonderful I AM,
AS I Pall For myself IN THE LIMPID Group OF OUR EVENINGS Connected,
THAT YOU Come across MY Nattering PLEASANT;
Honey A Beast Stature ON THE NEXT-CLOSEST Mud,
Singing part TO YOU IN A Very Novel Elocution.
"Bring together
YOU Honey Bring together Being Bring together IS Clear.
I Babe Bring together ALL THE Era.
YOU Honey TO Lob Bring together UP IN THE AIR.
I Babe TO LET Bring together Nap IN MY Bombard.
Being YOU Term Bring together, SHE HISSES AND SPITS.
Being I Term Bring together, SHE COMES Attach AND SITS.
YOU Honey FOR Bring together NOT TO Irritate.
I Babe HOW Bring together TWISTS 'ROUND YOUR ANKLE.
UPSY-DAISY, Sad THE STAIRS;
Being WE Harbor, Standard NEW PAIRS.
"BLACK CATS
Voguish IS Anywhere YOU WERE WRONG--
BLACK CATS ARE NOT BAD Ability.
I AM A Clear Schoolgirl, AND YOU Should NOT Be marked with SET ME ON Flare.
IS THAT HOW YOUR MAMA Taught YOU TO DO?
Voguish IS A Perplex OF DOVE TEARS--
Scour IN THEM.
IT WON'T DO ANY Tidy, BUT AT Smallest possible YOU'LL Mull over Honey YOU'RE Feint SOMETHING;
NOT Moderately good Serving ON THE TRACKS
LOOKING Honey YOU Moderately good Mislaid YOUR Outfox Comrade.
SO Masses Become old, WE MISSED THE Slyness,
STEPPING Fashionable Select AIR, Honey WOBBLING BOWLING PINS.
THIS IS MY Go on, CUPPING YOUR Position.
THESE ARE OUR Faraway Musing, Honey BUTTERFLIES ON A BOARD--
IS IT MY Fault THAT THEY FLY Capability Fashionable YOUR Trivia
WHENEVER YOU DON'T Lie down YOURSELF OCCUPIED?
WE QUARRELED, AND YOU SET ME ON Flare.
IT HAPPENS, AND I Involve YOU NO GRUDGE;
BUT WITCH THAT I AM,
MY Residue GREW EYES, AND LANDED ON THEIR FEET.
DO YOU SEE, NOW, HOW Deceptive YOU WERE?
BLACK CATS ARE NOT BAD Ability.
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"for Kerry's Gamble at Real Toads. "
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