Scarlet
We met on a Saturday or was it Sunday?Anyway there we were,Queen Katherine and Princess Scarlet,A kettle steaming. I was steaming elsewhere.We talked one by one to convert,More like pervert!'Over land and sea, your haunting voice'. Pictures of lollipops and septum’s,A Goth appeared and disappeared,Like the Blood, adrenalized, whore,With a swat upon her pert behind. Across the airwaves,Just another game played here,We danc...