Bare Bones

                    
                    Knocking on doors
                         Throwing pitches…Selling…Buying…I don't…

      Cards…Flyers…Coupons…Ads…

          Junk! Skunk! 

Smelling…Go Wash!  Brainwash someone like you!

    Make-up mask my face it hides…What lies 
You tell to sell!  My clothes are old?  Who cares?  So Bold!
    Like heels you feel out of style with your dresses!

    But passes come and passes go…Harassing to the masses!  Harassing with 
the passes!

Simple Simon performs…Scatterbrained through the jungle…Repetition without 
question!

    Never helped me before…Taking money like a Whore!  
Vile!  Poison drugs Band-aid my ills to death!  
            Cant Stand Dr. Medicine Man!
    Throwing pitches like the rest! Except my health is now at stake!  Yet 
somehow…It's OK!
    I have nothing to say!  
So-called News…EXPATIATION!  Stop!  Gossip is  for fools who fail to 
know…Tragedy is not for show!
        I hear cries…Cries heard through the wild wind …Better bare the cold 
Better not scream  when the lions 
Bare your Bones…Just keep howling in the wind!

            C 4/95 Ameilia Terry All Rts. Rsvd.

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