More poems by Zombie..Bunny..KILL!

Forkula!

She does what she pleases and she's pleased with what she does
Because she's gonna do it regardless.
So to look down on her, she doesn't look up to you
Because she does what she does and doesn't care about you.

She's a messy girl
With messy hair
And a messy act of despair
..And a messy smile.

She's no good
For you.

She sits on the roof and stairs at the stars
In the summer and spits on the earth.
She roams the streets all alone, on her own,
And she doesn't need a sidekick.

She doesn't talk, she ain't so sweet
But she she'll swat at you if you step on her feet.
Now watch yourself.

She's a messy, messy girl,
With messy, messy hair
And a messy, messy wish
...The end of you.

She's no good
For you.

She's a messy, messy girl,
With messy, messy hair,
And a messy, messy smile,
Messy, messy smile.

Get down.
She don't want to see you.
Get down!
She doesn't need see you.