Oct 31, 2012

Some Chick I Knew



I think that I last saw her
Thumbing her way west
She wore a golden sari
With a diamond studded vest

She told me that she loved me
And then she turned to stone
She hit out for the freeway
I hit the trail for home

A democratic vixen
With perfect lilac eyes
She flashed them on like lightning
To cover up her lies

Her days were filled with charity
Her nights were all her own
And though she reeked of loneliness
She never was alone

She wanted my attention
She tried to own my soul
She left me feeling bitter
I left her in the cold

A sympathetic siren
With ice beneath her chest
Who wears a golden sari
And a diamond studded vest

Although my days are numbered
I’ll harbor no regret
For I was like the debtor
Who’d finally paid his debt

So, should you see her coming
Beware this siren’s test
A cold and golden sari
With a diamond studded vest

1 comment:

Thomas Lawrence said...

So you escaped...and you were never tied to the mast. Impressive.