a postal dude
i am the lizard king
she overgrew
her sweet sixteen
long overdue
but still obscene
she looks for love
she gets a shove
again.

she dreams of way
to get all back.
the sheets of fate
on music rack,
she tries to wamble,
'n' gets in trouble
again.

oh
she never had a day
as bad as this
if
you let alone her whole damn lifetime/

'n'
she tries to hit 'replay'
in sudden bliss
but
life and joy do not make eye-rhyme/

she overslept her sweet sixteen
she's all inept,
miss caffeine,
she looks for smile
she gets a pile
of dirt.

but

she shakes herself from day to day
and shakes away the colour grey.
she'll find it once
a loving glance
unhurt.




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