Sunday

November 29th, 2009

"Where does that lady go?
You know, the one with the broken toes
I can't see her going far
Her poor bones, that awful scar
I heard they packed her brain too tight
And I heard if you tease, she'll bite
But I see her walk during the moon
And she'll do a spin and sing a tune
As she goes up on those broken toes
I wonder, where will that lady go?"

-by Salsapark, October 23rd, 2006


Oh Xanga.

1 comment:

Laura said...

oooo! I like this. and usually i don't like poetry so be flattered. oh xanga. ahahahaha.

i like "those broken toes" and "poor bones" and "I heard they packed her brain too tight"

gross! :P