(She's certainly clickot)
(She's certainly cruel)

She was tapering to a point
In a corona of foam
I had one chance to stop her eggs
Pronounced "eggs" or "brad"
But although inches from her column
I started falling out

Dover, get undressed, this
Car is parked with a sponge
A mind is a persuasive place
Especially when it's dark

She uncorked herself
Teeth spilling from her nostrils
Her handle inflated to fill
My hand just so

And in her breast pocket she wore
A fish named Angelo
Of which I have the duplicate

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Writer(s): ROBYN HITCHCOCK