May 19, 2010 19:12
Britney-Shaped Head
She makes me think of pastel ribbons
Whipping about the maypole
And sheaths of chiffon
My girl
Wading in the health pond
I put my shirt in the mud for her
But she steps in it anyhow
She knows how to mystify
My girl
With her Britney-shaped head
She pulls down the blinds with a naughty twirl
Steel blinds that come up to her breasts
When I have her 'gainst the wall
These things all come together like Twix bars
Those were the days
My eyes were stinging
Because I had gotten worcestershire in them