TomathyDaly

The Archway drag-queens are putting on a show
rip off corsets to tie around lamp-posts, A
ladder will climb us up to the bulb,
she'll punch yer lights out dun
caberet twirl! But Eve has no care for dancing in
a world grown so old...
So i died of a fever, on the dunes of Singapore
A body turned red and a mind left raw.
I stole a Jewel Wasps necklace to get 20
grams more, but then i died in a fever,
on the dunes of Singapore.
Dung beetles roll my dead eyes across the sand
I'll send you postcard from female, when i get the
chance, blue cactus flowers will grow, out my
evaporated corpse, out my body turned red,
and my mind turned raw, when i died of a fever
on the dunes of Singapore.
I've got a corset of bones, made from
fishwives and whores, i stole a jewel wasps
necklace, for 20 grams more, then i died
then i died,
then i died of a fever
on the dunes of Singapore.
[My life is a human interest story with very little interest involved.
Tomathy Daly Chandler.].. .. .... T D C .. ..