About My Girlfriend
About my girlfriend and her attitude
She has one of those screaming pretty
Halloween creepy stringy hair
And a thing in her head called an eye
One droops, hangs or even dangles
I can't say if there are two
It is difficult remembering birth dates
Math was never very meaningful
Who knows what's in that head
What else might be in there with her
In the house in the bottom basement
She dwells on bottles filled with alcohol
Sits there for hours to empty one and all
Guns and fireworks go off to raise the dead
She rolls around inspired by the floor
Liquid pleasure turns quickly into Frankenstein
At the sight of me now in her sights
Standing there in fear on landing stairs
With however many eyes she may possess
Swaying back and forth she aims and smiles
Mesmerized I call out in a ping-pong trance
She glares that special gaze in my direction
My girl means everything to me
Put down the guns my dearest if you please
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