Issue #20 (2011) PDF - myweb - Long Island University

Daphne Horton
NO WINGS AND FINS AT ALL
Lovely Lady Lockheart is so so pretty in pink
But when you look real closely, she‘s not what you may think
Her eyes you cannot capture although they pierce your skin
Her teeth they hold no laughter although they surely grin
She‘s like a fallen solider or like a broken wing
Your arms you hold out for her, you long to hear her sing
She said ―if you are dying she needs a man alive‖
She claimed ―my car is loaded so take me for a ride‖
And out it poured away she soared upon a wooden stick
She cast her spell and down they fell like being slapped with bricks
She gathered all the Roasters because to waste is sin
And then she humbly rationed her wares again and again
Long lean legs, soft pink skin, watermelons, honey buns, rin tin tins
No Wings and fins and all, no wings and fins at all
Her eyes they drew me closer, her stench made me confused
So slowly I reached out to her to taste of her that dew
She laughed so hard and loud at me her deck began to deal
She took away my lipstick, she smoked my sex appeal
And then she looked me in the eye, my neck my ankle too
She said ―no one will want you when I am through with you‖
I never meant to harm her, I fixed her broken wings
She shook her perfect pinky and cautioned me one thing
No pigs no snails no puppy dog tails
No feet no rhyme no money no time
No wings and fins at all, no wings and fins at all
I took my hair and made a pack together we must stay
I placed a backpack on my back that‘s how I spent my day
My nights were long and full of sound
The morn I could not hear
Then off I go and to and fro to where I was not bound
I think I saw the Lady, it was like de ja vu
―You must be friends with Linda‖, ―That‘s Ms. Lockheart to you.‖
Her skin her wings her puppies things her sex and your appeal
No feet no rhyme no money no time
I think you know the deal
I always kept my head below my eyes they watch her trail
But then he crept up from behind and smacked me on the tail
Said I‘ve been looking for you so please tell me your name
I‘m Lovely Lady Lockheart the master of the game
If you were such a lady you‘d speak when spoken too
My collar‘s white my blood is blue don‘t think there‘s nothing new
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