She fills the rich kitsch niche where she sitsMaking chit-chat, this and that, from the bitsConsumed, perfumed, detracts the room despiteGlowing, knowing she can head for the limelightShe’s too rich for her men She won’t stay, what a shameA shameShe won’t fit in his worldShe exists for the gameA shameTricky repertoireWords flying ’roundPicky seminarBound to […]

I run as fast as I canTo get a rideTo ride on this wave is all I dream ofI want to catch up with the distant sightI create my speed the way I breatheI can move I can flyI can fly, I can float, I can flyI can groove, I can move so high in […]