Monday, June 18, 2012


Merrily and steadily the scorpion twists
On your flat belly and oh-so milky breasts.
The scorpion means no harm to you
His love is gentle, his wants are few.
His time was now, his time was near
Why did you whack him out of fear?
He was the one but you wanted another too
Now you parade around with a scorpion new.