Moon In a Returnable Bottle Beast

Moon In A Returnable Bottle Beast The sharpest tongue comes out like a smile on a rug swept clean A pointed thing like an acid arrow projected for all to see A pretty young girl displays it venomously As she holds her virginity there as well, like a red badge of courage in dignity For insults hurled her way regarding alleged promiscuity Well Who could blame her for sticking her tongue out for all to see? It came out so far it reached Atlantic City (before gambling) It’s obvious she was framed and scared in blame Her heart enflamed and embittered She screamed, (after the tongue rolled back in her mouth of course) “Moon in a returnable bottle beast….You (expletive)!” No one at the party quite understood. They all knew the rule however Never mess with a crazy…..even if she’s cute The target of her love or hate as you please A nasty old girl with equivalent temper Stuck out a finger prominently, (Can’t tell you which one…This is a family show), but clearly in the wrong direction Little miss virgin honorary badge of courage girl takes a swing. I can’t go on with this delicate matter The doctor says I’m fragile But things didn’t go well for little miss finger pointer The next time you hear someone yell, “Moon in a returnable bottle beast” Please run for shelter And watch out for slips of the tongue as well