manic_panic
Bluelighter
“Cherry Poppins”
(Reed Rosson)
Red blob romantic candy
balloons depict a crush
Are you floating down to sip
the divine fruit punch?
You love purple umbrellas
you’re well off you tell us
as you glide past devils’ fellows
makin’ the full moon blush
This time Cherry
don’t get up and fly
‘til we’re all tongue-tied silly
and madly satisfied
Is it real wondrous fun
to greet crackled thunder outside
using mixed crayon-colored explosions
in the near-mid-nighttime?
How do you perform
with such an easy old stride?
You’ve made yourself a name
over on the haunted Dark Side
Still gripping a sweet daisy
in candy-coated miracle rhyme
You’ve made my decision easy
though I damn near cried
So what about your herbs, potions, and I?
I’m nut-busted stuck in limbo against
not even a false sense of confidence much less relevance
I am working on building up some inner pride
There are poisons ‘n carcinogens in my mind
You’re a red-faced disgrace
and you’re evil and snide
my dopamine has been replaced
with expired cyanide
Toxins in your foul chemical trite
Cherry, how the hell
do you smile that size?
I piercingly look sharp
into your rich black eyes
which don’t seem like
they’re able to cry
nor shine
Toxins in your foul chemical trite
My friend’s a diabetic
and after a large spoonful he died
but he felt dead-sexy when you dosed him
with sugar ‘n thyme
Cherry baby I won’t let you leave
till you rewind the time
‘cause your black magic witchcraft
stole the best buddy of mine
Miss Cherry Poppins
go fuck someone else
I got a porno flick you starred in
collecting dust on the shelf
Poppins you weren’t compassionate
no matter how you think you felt
All you can ever dream about
is having sex with yourself
You’re the poor homeless whore
I’ve seen beggin’ on the floor
I’ll go right ahead and pray
for you to the Lord
I can see your soul shiftin’
as you’re so far away from desired wealth
Have a taste of your own medicine
to sooth your failed mental health
A rusty spoonful of sugar
makes your dull brain turn brown
One small dose, Cherry Poppins…
and I'll cease seein’ you around…
~
(Reed Rosson)
Red blob romantic candy
balloons depict a crush
Are you floating down to sip
the divine fruit punch?
You love purple umbrellas
you’re well off you tell us
as you glide past devils’ fellows
makin’ the full moon blush
This time Cherry
don’t get up and fly
‘til we’re all tongue-tied silly
and madly satisfied
Is it real wondrous fun
to greet crackled thunder outside
using mixed crayon-colored explosions
in the near-mid-nighttime?
How do you perform
with such an easy old stride?
You’ve made yourself a name
over on the haunted Dark Side
Still gripping a sweet daisy
in candy-coated miracle rhyme
You’ve made my decision easy
though I damn near cried
So what about your herbs, potions, and I?
I’m nut-busted stuck in limbo against
not even a false sense of confidence much less relevance
I am working on building up some inner pride
There are poisons ‘n carcinogens in my mind
You’re a red-faced disgrace
and you’re evil and snide
my dopamine has been replaced
with expired cyanide
Toxins in your foul chemical trite
Cherry, how the hell
do you smile that size?
I piercingly look sharp
into your rich black eyes
which don’t seem like
they’re able to cry
nor shine
Toxins in your foul chemical trite
My friend’s a diabetic
and after a large spoonful he died
but he felt dead-sexy when you dosed him
with sugar ‘n thyme
Cherry baby I won’t let you leave
till you rewind the time
‘cause your black magic witchcraft
stole the best buddy of mine
Miss Cherry Poppins
go fuck someone else
I got a porno flick you starred in
collecting dust on the shelf
Poppins you weren’t compassionate
no matter how you think you felt
All you can ever dream about
is having sex with yourself
You’re the poor homeless whore
I’ve seen beggin’ on the floor
I’ll go right ahead and pray
for you to the Lord
I can see your soul shiftin’
as you’re so far away from desired wealth
Have a taste of your own medicine
to sooth your failed mental health
A rusty spoonful of sugar
makes your dull brain turn brown
One small dose, Cherry Poppins…
and I'll cease seein’ you around…
~
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