Gingersnaps (Why Dress Up?)
Maxine's coming into town, but look at all this mess!
We've left our undies on the floor and fish on the verandah
What's that?--I think she's at the door! Quick--where'd we put your dress?!
Now I think I hear Geraldo creeping up the stairs!
I found your dress--now, to your right and down the hall--that's it!
What's that?--I hear the doorknob turn! We're naked but who cares
Your mother's in the lounge! Her poodle's chewing on your bra!
But I don't wear one. Never mind. And where are my suspenders?
What's that?--Fishnets round my ankles? I won't be getting very far
This place is like Grand Central Station (only not as large)
Graffiti on the walls and litter almost everywhere
People entering and leaving, including a gentleman named "Sarge"
The train to nowhere's leaving soon, on platform number six
We bought our tickets long ago; our bags have long been packed
We've been running low on energy, now we gotta get our fix
Of going in and coming out, of passing through and by
We're leaving now--Goodbye all--If we ever meet again,
We'll all say "hi" but don't trust me; I have been know to lie.
Contributors: | Kansas Sam, Francine, Neil, Nym, Anon.. |
Poem finished: | 28th July 2003. |