We're tinsel girls
Our lips are red
We'll go out 'til we are dead
We're just paper dolls
We don't care what we do
And not so very much with who
We're just paper dolls
Sunday, July 17, 2016
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Engine Room
It was evidently grand
To think that a man could understand
A force so large but small
It holds the Universe in its thrall
It was evidently bold
To think that a human could be told
About a force so small but large
It holds the world in its charge
It was too much to presume
That a man could enter the Engine Room
And see the bright controls
That give us strength and guide our souls
To think that a man could understand
A force so large but small
It holds the Universe in its thrall
It was evidently bold
To think that a human could be told
About a force so small but large
It holds the world in its charge
It was too much to presume
That a man could enter the Engine Room
And see the bright controls
That give us strength and guide our souls
Monday, November 3, 2008
The Very End of Nice
Saturday, August 16, 2008
The Doctors Disagree
The laboratory is all a mess
And what took place is just a guess
But it's clear enough to me ...
The doctors disagree
They had a clever plan for a Monster Man
but agreement was the key ...
There was a quantum shake-up over hair and makeup
The doctors disagree
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And what took place is just a guess
But it's clear enough to me ...
The doctors disagree
They had a clever plan for a Monster Man
but agreement was the key ...
There was a quantum shake-up over hair and makeup
The doctors disagree
© 2007 blogSpotter
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Marilyn

I was Marilyn in '62
killing all my demons
with Vodka Gimlets, a few
and I was Aprhrodite
in Something's Got to Give
resplendent in the dailies
with four months still to live
Hello Mr. Cukor
I'm sorry that I'm late
I found myself detained
by a new barbiturate
Yes, I was blonde Venus
at the age of thirty-six
seeking absolution
with the milligrams I would mix
And now an image flickers
Blonde actress on the screen
in quiet desperation
yes, I was Norma Jean
© 2007 blogSpotter
Beyond the Ordinary Night
Look
Look and you will see
A different side of me
Talk and you will find
Another facet of my mind
Touch and you will feel
A part of me that's real
© 2007 blogSpotter
A different side of me
Talk and you will find
Another facet of my mind
Touch and you will feel
A part of me that's real
© 2007 blogSpotter
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