Amazon heats her burning waste,
she’s tickling time with paint squint eyes.
With a sinkhole grip of uncertain hold;
she just babble talk babble, babble just blah,
blah and blab.
She dropped the room flat cold –
down so down.
Stole the show, priced the surprise;
little to show and much too nosey,
mind your business, it’s all go go.
2010 Barry Comer