Poem: It's Crying Gas, Girl

 


It’s Crying Gas, Girl!

I know Burl, my name’s Furl, my lips curl, I’m your girl!

It’s Crying Gas, Girl!

This gross mask, your big ask, the gas flask, my head cask!

It’s Crying Gas, Girl!

I hate this, I can’t hiss, I can’t kiss, I can’t piss!

It’s Crying Gas, Girl!

The gas stinks, my face pinks, one eye winks, my hair kinks!

It’s Crying Gas, Girl!

It’s all lies, my heart cries, all hope dies, I wet my thighs!

It’s Crying Gas, Girl!

My eyes glaze, with red haze, my legs laze, in your maze!

It’s Crying Gas, Girl!

The hopes and fears of all my years are lost within my dying tears!

It’s Crying Gas, Girl!

I’m Crying Gas Girl!

I’m Crying Girl!

I’m Girl!

I’m!

I!

!

    x    

 


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