In retrospect my introspect is circumspect at best For my respect for my aspect is now the suspect that I wrest; How then to alleviate the aggravate affiliate And deviate from obdurate to compensate my present state?
Must I always seek perfection in the mirror of dissection; Find the cause of my affliction and therein my affection For the things I leave behind? Death will not negotiate nor with his kiss infatuate But rather he'll inebriate - a toxin to exasperate, A little at a time.
Milking the Cash Cow
DNA Conundrum
Mass Production
Third World Order
Going Native
Dressed to Kill
Taking the Vow
Obligatory Whaler's Poem
Sing Ho! For the Dick, lass Sing out for Moby, please! But should he show his pale prow Sing out upon yer knees! And should ye kiss that barny brow Ye’ll catch his sweet disease; Oh! If ye taste the Dick, lass Ye’ll drown in his white seas!
The Anti-Madonna
The Illegal Lace Trade
Sexual Response
Missing You
I took the knife upon my skin And sliced from there to here To remember how it felt again When you whispered in my ear
Hottie Attack
Things You Can't Have
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I went to where my husband lies upon that tired heath reflecting cold and wintry skies to lay with him beneath