Barfly
There,
the beautiful one
perched atop her
barfly throne.
She
of the napkin flirt,
vicious child
dulled by god.
I
of the barfly throne
bastard saint,
lost the day.
There,
the beautiful one
perched atop her
barfly throne.
She
of the napkin flirt,
vicious child
dulled by god.
I
of the barfly throne
bastard saint,
lost the day.
Love this! "She of the napkin flirt, vicious child dulled by god." << This bit especially gets me.
Thank you :)