August 14, 2010 (Sat. - Boudoir Noir, Club Passim)
Listen to Madam
Match-make celibate carnies
Shut the wardrobe door
Don't flash your netting
It's not presidential red
Lips that will catch fish
Teacup-shaped escapes
Sidestage-- no one cares 'bout tush
A lighter, a light
Alleyway, butts' flight
Scraped together etiquette
Rubbish bins, torn words
Chocolate shout outs
A bourgie to-go box, please
Save tupperware sin
Table of foxes
Crumbling five hours of butter
Into martini'd mouths
Glitter sticks to pillow slips
Now, purse your lips
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