Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Nightmare Dance
Mental midget wearing bright pants
Does a self involved solitary tapdance
Red nosed and mute fever pitched
Prancing sideways inside a deep devil ditch
She's a crackpot wicked sexpot
Hair colored like stained rotted apricot
Her mouth wide open and lost in a scream
Mute fever pitched like a never ending dream
Her eyes embed into your skull a medusa stare
Quite impossible to erase like a mid day sun glare
Deadly toothed smile that motions you near
Vision blurred fear, intentions unclear
Solitary foot stepped sideways shake jig
Your tongue thick and wrinkled like a barnyard fig
You take her palms and spin into that trance
Never escaping her nightmare dance
-AP 11/13/07
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