So I know this girl Pink
she's a real good dancer
she's a real smoove talker
No fettered romance
nor fetid conscience
She dreams, she sings,
She does a lot of things.
What hath the muskrat but its envy?
What sayeth the
bureaucrat
to the
miner?
What hath the cage but the canary?
What sayeth, you,
the
s o c I a l s t a l k e r ?
