She wore a Buzz Rickson jacket
& leopard-skin tights.
Her stilettos were nine miles high
& the black spandex top she exhibited
exploded below her crimson curls.
One wrong look from you
& ruination day
would come your way.
She was the kind of lady
who would make you pay.
And any penalty she'd dish out,
was well worth it,
she was truly that special.