Tchaikovsky's Overture

"TCHAIKOVSKY'S OVERTURE"


I watch her paint the lions under the trees
I listened to her sing the glory of love
I seen her playing on the frozen lake where 
her sister fell in and became deaf
today she put a pigeon out of it's misery 
because it had been shot
it was then she spoke of 
heaven.

today she played the piano with her mother
today she screamed at the female who 
stole her bible
today she walked in on her parents making 
love and didn't understand 
today she saw another female make a move 
on her father
today she pushed her enemy off the slide
incidently she shouted she was from Russia.
 
now she stands by the red apples with a bow 
in her 
hair.

do you expect me to tell you her next move?
do you expect to find love from those that 
preach it?
there's never a convertible inside a cracker 
jack box.
keep an eye out for the next line.


By: Chicano Eddie
3-13-2017
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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