Miss-Fliss

blue rivers crimson paths a landscape on a leg a brown stocking squeezes it into another country another limb an other that is ugly and wrong and scarcely belongs to the boy whose glasses gleam with joy

Lies pass by my lips They look for an orifice But my mouth, eyes, ears They're all closed So deceit seeps into my open mind Refusing to leave day after day Until in a drunken stupor I throw it up, out Into the street they go To plague someone Who's lips are open

They spoke of peace and love They wore their flower power It was time for a revolution And it was beautiful They were beautiful People like to steal things from the past Especially if it was something beautiful But the hippies, they were too real The flower people were too powerful So, we make them chic The copies of clothes the hippies made themselves Are thousands of dollars off a designer's rack They were too beautiful to last So, now we sell their beauty 70% off on boxing day

A bead for sorrow A bead for good luck A bead for you Because you were a good fuck A bead for life A bead for love A bead for the stars That twinkle high up above 6 beads makes a ring So pretty to wear Yet all you really wanted Was to prove that something's there

She's the one, who's different, Not quite like all the rest. Piercings, scars and sex with women Is what becomes her best. They laughed at her, they did, The strange girl in the corner. "She's a freak, an outcast." Said the woman who bore her. One day, this girl disappeared From the small, small town, Where she spent all her life Up until she drowned. Her mother wished with all her heart That her daughter hadn't dived. If only she'd said such nice things While her little girl was alive.

I kissed the universe today I kissed it with love As much love as I'll ever give To a man or a woman Oh, we have such a love affair The world and me

There was a man named Prince Charming. His manner was rather alarming. One day, he kissed a sleeping maiden. She woke up and punched his face in. Now, his looks are no longer charming.

There was a little girl named April Brier, Who thought that beauty was appearing perfect. Her mother did not object. Thus, perfection became April's only desire. April had eyes as blue as the sky, But, when she was a teen, She read many a magazine That told her green eyes were the thing to buy. This green-eyed beauty grew up and got engaged. She wanted to look perfect for Rob. So, she got a nose job. When Bob called her ugly, April became enraged. However, one day they drank from the marital cup. Even though April's stomach was flat, Her new husband said she was fat. So, that night little April threw up. April still disliked h