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Petulia

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An incessant harboring for once a pretty little thing Said, "You old fish little peasant swine, piggy likes to drink" Except from the grief with the gap between her teeth Which is rather unto war and stylistically obscene I've got a taste for a bang just like a bang Like a bang, just a Like a bang My neck is all fingers and legs And no eyes to wipe from my eyes Cry for the sky Petunia, ha-ha Petunia, ha-ha Petunia A cut-up punk critique, thus untidy but oblique A forehead like a glottal stop, a nose that goes for weeks Not a marker, I confess, a basic wage she has, I guess What matters only, anyways, what's beating in her chest I've got a taste for a bang just like a bang Like a bang, just a Like a bang My neck is all fingers and legs And no eyes to wipe from my eyes Cry for the sky Petunia, ha-ha Petunia, ha-ha Petunia