[putting on the dog 2] liar she said
you just lied jingle jangling
her track license all privilege n pomp
like some Catherine the Great caricature
having to park with the proles
and maybe miss her horse slip
in the sloppy track
[putting on the dog 2] liar she said
you just lied jingle jangling
her track license all privilege n pomp
like some Catherine the Great caricature
having to park with the proles
and maybe miss her horse slip
in the sloppy track
Vicious Sid on the job
crisp evening sun he crows
pushes those cars out
exhausted full of reckless joy
you’re being unreasonable she pined
the back seat window rolled not half way down as if
I had power over the rain her hair
her make up those painted-on eyebrows
meant to give accent
to an accentless face and me /greybeard/
socks soaked to the bone between her
and a good hair day