Fallen Girl

Written by: Christina McCallum

Swelling within a night with gin
a dog howls at the sin.

Swallowing lust within her bust
a fitful man will be dust.

Destined to reveal a much fevered mate
last morn be at her plate.

Leaving the home of past
to return to a unpleasant task.

Fallen girl get up and make
this home stand straight.
It is you that has played a time or two
now make this pain fall away.

A time of scorn and hate
determined the life that was to break.

Torn between two she had the game
the girl will play their fate.

Smirking with pleasure 
she forgets the weather.

Dark and gloomy the soul is done
a passion to be loved is now by none.

Fallen girl get up and make
this home stand straight.
It is you that has played a time or two
now make this pain fall away.