Desert Diva
Her castle's surrounded by sticks and stones
Cyotes they tell her whoever may roam
With a fortified fortress of cactus and charisma
They never break through cause her energy sticks them
They bleed at her feet with the sun in their eyes
They cry in defeat as she watches them die
She summons the vultures like a mad jezabel
They feast on fools flesh as she sends them to hell
My dark desert diva,why are you so cruel?
Making love with Lucifer she smiles like a ghoul
Copyright © Anthony Beesley | Year Posted 2010
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