Tuesday, August 13, 2013

'To Velma' by Ravyn LaRue


Hey, Doll-
You know we did it
I don’t have to tell you-
The winners always know when they’ve succeeded
And we’re always the winners
Just look at us
We have that smug underground bravado
It keeps us alive
Unlike the many who wither in the gutters
We’re to smart for that
And once again we jumped that fence
We’re just made that way
We face the winter winds
And that pretty face of yours still stays pretty
And mine gets harder, but it’s still there
We’ve got lots to push up against
Hog Butcher of the World-
And all that Jazz
But with you-
Well, we can push them all off their high horses
You’re just a doll!
Fuck-
You’re making me go soft, y’know
I can’t keep being a sucker for you
But I wasn’t lying when I said you’re like family to me
You’re a gal after my own heart.
And I’m an old sucker-
But only for you, Doll.

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