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Hello, she arrives in a bow

And her new shiny red shoes

And spins through pedestrian conversations like a cartoon

She needles a 180 gram

And parades a fresh tattoo

Turns on her pretty Memphis glands

When it's time to sing the blues

She said she read the Iliad

On a white couch in Belarus

Hard pressed to find she's lost interest

When a Capra film lights the room

Tabbies swirl around her feet

When she bewitches her milieu

Talks shit about the government

Wants to take off to Europe soon

She sleeps late, she's waylaid

And just doesn't have the time

She loves to kiss when she's wine pissed

And thinks she can read my mind

Wraps her head in a towel

Hums Sour Times

Paints her nails on the Sunday Styles

Wonders if God is Benevolent