I’ve got a thing for stings
from sexy Scorpio risings
it has taken many years of tears
building tolerance to their poisoning
pray you never break with fixed water
they’ll spit in both eyes and bite off what’s longest
this dance of danger really turns me on
like a hell ride in heaven’s hearse sing along
babe let’s skip cleanup time for dessert
what life be like during Pluto’s housework
depth of dungeon or sky’s the limit
these Martian warriors take no shit
never penning love letters after war
betrayal they fear most while keeping score
so if you’ve got cojones get in line
an eagle might just take ya for a lifetime.
Day Gun