PANDORA AND THE CIRCLE JERK
She makes the rounds each night at nine
and he was there all of the time
but he knew trouble was her ploy
so passed her by for other toys
then threw them all away.
His life was loose, a lib'ral crime
and he beat off most of the time
for she was trouble and he knew
if he'd touch her, he'd fall into
a place where he would stay.
He breathed the weed for his sublime
between tequila and the lime
but love was longer than the dance
and peace of soul was circumstance
so he kissed her one day.
His trouble flowed out from all time
into his life to be his crime,
and then he jerked so hard he broke
between his lime and second toke
and cried his life away.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa