
She winds rubber ribbons
around her suicide wrists,
while mice and rats
gather around her feet
anticipating the bleeding...
Watch her dance in her basement of delight!
The one of sugary sweets!
(And surgery plastic!)
Watch her spin in her attic of dismay!
The one of masochistic pleasure!
(And much too sweetend tea!)
In her sleeping state,
the mice and rats
chew away the rubber ribbons
and eat of her sleeping flesh,
oh they do enjoy it,
let us not spoil it -
their giddy feast.
Watch her dance in her basement of delight!
The one of sugary sweets
and surgery plastic!
Cremate the wounds,
and leave the quite quite lonesome.
Bury the blood
and leave the bats to suffer.
