Hey, Suzy K.
I heard we're in the same math class,
were you ever good?
I was always a hack.

Hey, Suzy K.
Did you do the assignment?
Could I copy some of your answers?
I promise the teacher wouldn't mind it.

Hey, Suzy K.
I really like your hair—
it sits nicely on your fine shoulders,
and it's quite beautifully rare.

Hey, Suzy K.
Would you like to go the dance?
We could make quite the pair,
so would you give me a chance?

Hey, Suzy K.
I'd like to make you mine;
I know we're still young,
but I don't want to waste any time.

Hey, Suzy K.
I'd like to take you out to dine—
I promise it'll be worthwhile,
and I'll have you back no later than 9.

Hey, Suzy K.
That was really quite the kiss,
I'm glad you could be my first,
certainly not a miss.

Hey, Suzy K.
I guess it was a puppy love,
just high-school sweethearts,
never meant to make it past the clubs.

Hey, Suzy K.
I heard you're going away,
to study the marine life.
I'll be here if you need a place to stay.

Hey, Suzy K.
Do you remember our first kiss?
Gosh, all this time has passed,
and still, you're quite the misses.

Hey, Suzy K.
I got married this past spring,
we're expecting by the fall,
I even gave her the ruby ring.

Hey, Suzy K.
I heard our kids are in math together—
could you believe the coincidence?
Maybe they'll be tighter than ever!

Hey, Suzy K.
I heard about your husband.
I'm sorry for your loss—
let me know if you need a friend.

Hey, Suzy K.
Thanks for the pie;
it's been a hard loss to grieve,
but you make me feel fine.

Hey, Suzy K.
Can you believe all this time?
We've both got gray hair,
and we've been aging like wine.

Hey, Suzy K.
I've got nurses changing bags of *****;
they say my memory is slipping away—
maybe you can stop in before I go to the loony bin.

Hey, Suzy K.
I really miss my wife,
could you stay for a while longer?
It's really been a miserable life.

Hey, Suzy K.
Do you remember our first kiss?
I can't exactly place it,
I just remember it was bliss.

Hey, Suzy.
It's hard to see in this sterile light,
is it just me,
or is that my wife?

Ama the monster, an insidious creature of torture and despair,
sings in her lair of misdirection and good intentions.
And one day Ama wakes up to find herself carrying a child, a ****** mother is she.
Ama gives birth to Suzy, and lets the newborn walk the Earth.

Suzy, let rest upon your lap
the mourner’s fatigue, for whilst it brings but pain upon his shoulders to bear,
to your grasp beholds only a wholly indifference.
And Suzy Suzy, when you see the man walk weak,
offer your services for only a final home does he seek.

I sit, the car radio playing a tune of static,
Suzy my old friend on my passenger side, humming along.
Soon I begin to argue with Suzy, of love and life and where I went wrong.

As we drive I know not where we go, but only that we must make it there.

Suzy told me I’d hate it when we make it there.
I hope to prove Suzy wrong.

There's gods all around that pound you
While the men in high heels surround you
How much longer 'til they've found you?
Suzy, do you know what you've done?

She had her ways of seduction
A femme fatale if there ever was one
A high class killer and a smart one
But everyone fails once or twice

You spent the night in the hacienda
Curled up on the white veranda
To kingdom come they'd like to send ya
Suzy, do you know you're on your own?

The sun will rise tomorrow
Do you need some time to borrow?
Listen to the morning swallow
You've got to come up with something quick

How does it feel to be a rebel?
To wake up dead next to the devil?
You've got one more deal left to settle
Suzy, I hope your aim is good

Is that smoke in the distance?
Is it a campfire or an instance?
Is there anyone out here to witness,
Whatever Suzy has up her sleeve?

The gun that she carries
Belongs to the man she married
And tonight, along this lonesome prairie
Suzy will meet him once more

Blue ink was no friend
Blue ink was the most boring plan
For the trees and hills Suzy ran
When Mama came with a stick in her hand

For months and years Suzy despaired
This forced acquaintance she wished to be spared
This Hulk of a character Mama'd personify
This waste of time, she knew not why

I just wanna be free, Suzy lamented
An uproarious laughter, with which she was greeted
Why do you act all so tormented, said this voice
Without blue ink, you will be mistreated

How do you carve a path of your own
How do you enforce a right you wouldn't have known
How do you right a wrong you don't condone
How do you condone life when left alone

To the books and pages Suzy ran
Devouring much material in the given span
In a solid colour, she saw a world of wonder
In its simple strokes, there was no more to be coaxed

In happiness and despair, Suzy was elevated
In health and sickness, she knew to be liberated
In company and solitude, Suzy was educated
In wealth and poverty, she knew she had profited

Blue ink had granted her the highest of privileges
For to live well, is to live with choice
A coveted privilege, with which we rejoice

An early evening gust
broke the back of the day's blaze
Still 90 degrees at eight
in orange haze
Sweat runs down my neck
Through the gorge between my *******
The wind lifts my linen shirt
runs its hands along my sides
reviving memory
of Forest Park
of a blanket in the grass

Where the pines trace
so many faces
Crackling popping kids
stolen matches, running
screaming victorious!
Blowing tin cans up with fire crackers
Bicycles, sparklers, fireworks at dusk
That whole afternoon
I spent hammering caps

Noise really makes us kids
really
especially
annoying

Mom wants us out!
Gone! All of us!
No needs. No excuses!
No cookies! No slices of bologna!
“No more Kool Aid!
Out now!
Out!”

That evening I tried
to dismiss the itchy sweat
of stupid-sister-Suzy-matching-sun-suits
at Gino's family picnic
When some kid
(I don't know?)
between the rigatoni and the sweet corn
Some kid
tosses a sparkler
into box of fireworks
I don't know?
whether to cry or laugh
I was pretty scared
Rockets going off across the lawn
and onto porch
Craze of colors through the trees
Some at eye-level horror!
But the sight of Aunt Nedda
diving under picnic table
Stockings, garter belt upended
Capsized beyond her caring
of uplifted dress

Some images just stay with you, ya know?

July 4th always lands for me
on a firework's ***

Think of this one poor lad he was dejected. Always rubbin his knees and kneelin on spitters. He's really off of their gambit and they ruin his indecision. Land on he just rolls it up and leans along. Lift down he doesn't give it half an ounce; Waldo's all for one. Next he wishes he could hurry a warbler and the thing just flies away. His loss or he ain't even tryin. Face of the clock starts drooling and he knows it's time to roller up or start splashing. Kid lived for knockin people around it but he ain't never really been touched. Get's tired of wishin and washin, wants something real solid and soft. Sometimes floating up no doubt but there ain't nothing up there wants to just hold him and he's always comin back down.

He made it out just in time really. It's just mad how time flips. One minute you're drinking a lorry and the next your coughing up swizzers. Don't really mind being dejected but awful awful just list out your tentacles each with it's own name. Satisfaction. Cost. Worth. Shame. Horror. Splendor. Oh no you ain't no octopus darling you ain't no spider. It's six for you so crawl on that.

Slipping down the line it's hound houses to the left and a picture box straight above. Kid looks at his feet guesses it's time to get Suzy. Suzy's always reaping what lads waste and she gathers it up like yarn when it's knitted. I mean what she makes ain't goin in no gallery but it's cozy and will make you look wiser a hundred an 2. Take it off she's a shining racer with pearls as ******* and turns around you wonder where the sun went. I mean really this girls a knock out but she ain't nothing to hold on to. She'd sooner be in the air then stay one extra day with you. And you ain't even a losser like so many that only wanna hold her. If your stars be shining you may see her no doubt. One word, hard: press er shoulder down quick with your tiny finger or else just leave off her. Suzy walks with mister dejected and the season's on his breath. She steps over dead animals only once when there's people around. When the planet starts turning I mean really starts spinning, they mix together and cover everything like paint. Suzy and the dejected one splash your way and you're red, her way and she's glit'rin, roadway and there's accidents, but oh how they'll go on. Catch them in their proper form they'll be your smiling baby for you. Try to upstage them you are bound to be eating fat Lay's wrinkle chips and dippin them babes in ketchup wondering where have all the good times gone.

Oh Suzy, where do I begin?
We met only briefly and it’s sad that our time together was so thin
Our small conversation meant something to me
Even though there was a lack of mutual cooperation

“Vaccines,” you said “were the works of the devil”
“Brought no good to a world already full of evil”
I tried to persuade you, let you see the other side
But at the end of the day, you decided it was best if I was denied

“I’m still here, Suzy”
My thoughts are clear now
Life feels so beautiful that I can almost imagine I’m in a symphony
“There isn’t any vaccine that’ll get rid of me”

Suzy, I’m sorry, this was a losey for yousy

James
Trying to find a place to ***
I went behind a big o'l tree
She saw me there
Completely bare
Then we became a WEE!!

TF
Oh the deepest trouble, *****
Playing with girls, that sin
just ware these words
don't think her absurd
when she wondering says, "is it in?"

Cné
So glad for you, on getting some
while relieving yourself, on the run
Girls that sin
worderin'
bored, did she ask, "Did you ***?
Or are you done?"

Sorry boys, just having fun!

James
Hey, welcome aboard
if you're feelin' bored
just give it a rub
but not a snub
that's how we scored

TF
Y'all are so bad, yes it's true
just tell me when your through
pushing, pulling
tweaking, fulfilling
your hands now full, of goo

Cné
How could I be bored, with the likes of you two
in need of rubbing, please don't be blue
Make no mistake
I have what it takes
especially, for men well overdue

TF
Talented and beautiful too
always pulling it through
it must be fate
it's always so great
getting a tugging, from you

James
Walking the streets before dawn
you looked and her light was on
you saw her fare
but didn't care
and wonder where your money's all gone

James
Poor Bill, he never did learn
he saved all the money he could earn
to pay a sweet lady
at place that was shady
and wonders why his pecker still burns

TF
Bill never learned his lesson
the burn just grew, not lessened
he never went back
his pecker he lacks
no more ****** sessions

TF
The ladies of the evening
sights beyond believing
the things they do
while making you
penniless, and leaving

Cné
A working girl, works it
with Johns, turning tricks
*******
and f¥€king
can't blame her, for getting you sick

TF
The doctor told her to take a break
her body one day, might break
all that cavorting
and oral contorting
she just really loved, her tube steaks

James**
He told her to take a seat
when she really wanted a treat
she was feelin' dry
and wasn't shy
And so she went after his meat

James
Cruising the streets just chillin'
searchin' for a chick just millin'
She shook her ***
I couldn't pass
Oh, well, another shot of penicillin

TF
Something's wrong with Suzy
something oozing, from her coozie
she scratches at an itch
her john's just call her a *****
that's the sum of it, laying down, with floozies

Cné
Suzy was rode hard, put up wet
with men on the street corner she met
Wiggling her ***
for just a little cash
***** status. she earned, you bet

Disclaimer: It just gets sicker from here...

James
Went to the bathroom to sit on the ***
I like to **** while I'm on the clock
There wasn't any paper
I used a finger scraper
I might better had used my sock

TF
Now if there's one thing I know
being a clock, that's fast, and not slow
fingers be scraping
flecks are escaping
****, will under the fingernails, go

Cné to James
Please wash your hands before you eat
Be careful cruisin' down the street
or chillin'
with penicillin
I fear a terrible peril soon, you will meet!