First line, seconde line,
Figure, face in night,
Stylo like arrow in flight,
My rainbow natural is the sign
In blue navy and brown earth eyes,
I put you in my hearty rimes,
But you are not alive,
All heal through i cast Ariadne's tread of truth right
For Eve like the dress sweet white,
But your mouth rest died mute,
As the egyptian mummy inside tough,
Now do are you very real prostitute?
Without any youth by betrayal?
Like this goddamned poof?
Poof, poof lie
And clothe of Judas Iscariote's tie,
Chosen very trendy large way and tide,
Shoe of Cinderella miss your not cordially mind,
Too large and so high.
*poof - фу, "голубой" (англ. яз.)
**dwarf - карлик в смысле погасшая и схлопнувшаяся звезда
*** в моём вк подробно с фотками то, о чём метафорически пишу