"Madame Mannequin Affair" part II
don't I always oblige you? .. amazed, I improvise too
incognito, amused .. I'm glad your wigs attach
convenient head pop, look up at me, you seem .. detached
draw me in, alluring, enchanting me more, lured within
whatever's in vogue, as if you know, let's put on a show
walking that walk, swishing that sway .. down the runway
work that wig, twerk that with .. jerking that jig
now let's do it again, pretend it's your grave you dig
searching that soul, lost spirits of this world you'll hold
mausoleums, tombstones and crypts, it's your graveyard shift
robot walk, never much to say, always changing clothes
no butt, with your waxed waning nose .. hold that pose
frozen show you portray, statue cold, that's your mold
chosen knows your way, you're in pandemonium anytime
throw your voice, who's the dummy's choice?.. lady mime valentine
talk back more?.. industrial wood-chipper?.. incinerator?
we'll use the back door, double dipper impersonator
two faces and many more, did I tell you sybyls were animators?
without a tongue you'll never become a commentator
maybe I'll get my hammer and chisel
or straight-up start a bond fire.. you'll sizzle
sneer all you want, I could smear your veneer
what do you take me for .. a puppeteer?
always wearing the same smile .. I saw you move!
magical mold you pretend from haunted hue
like a mask, dotted eyes, grinning surreal, spotted lies reveal
cast spells hold when, you taunt like a blow-up lady doll
undercover wild, how you pretend to have style
you're so hosed, I know you've posed .. fully exposed
lustful Sarah, dare her, scare her, she'll hiss and sag
she doesn't wear any underwear, nor expensive price tags
just a warning label .. "do not puncture, made in china"
such a nut-cracker, a trade-in and wind-up .. kind'a
the fact that I know you cheat, you're so weak
you and your Trojan friend .. with the horse, you freak!
jaded, I slip and slide with blow-up Barbie .. surprise!
with her instead, I kick your plastic sister out of my bed
menage a troi, plastique and vinyl, my final faux pas
you're so suave, my figurine, so serene, danse de macabre
now she'll know how I feel, poor shadow person the liar
I trust your aversion to fire, lust my perversion of desire
your store window prison .. worse than, 'what to wear?' ..decisions
you with your stares, air of indifference, who cares? .. malevolence
you squat down ..twat-pop a Barbie .. and pretend it's not Kens'!
lurid laughs, foreskin grafts and splinters in my shaft
plastic-elastic, masked with plastic, your flat ass wrapped in fiberglass
some motion please, show some knees, master that plaster cast
deceptive motif, our affair shows grief, wary of relief
double-time with the blister sisters, like having sex with a twister
from emotional needs, tainted tease, twisted squeeze
coquettish met crazed, perverse fetish phase
violent stills, love me curses compete with sirens' shift
silent hills of zombie nurses meets the woodsman's gift
lumber-jack whacks splinters of the withered witch
slumber eternal within deep the demon's ditch
move again now, puppet without strings, show me how
flick that switch, shimmy-shake and vibrate
quit that bitch, let me break my own make
electric deluxe model, grown-up toys ..(specializing in wooden duck decoys)
mannequin, my mannequin .. love me again, lust pretend
infused with light, imbued of life.. this our end
Madame Mannequin, mad again, I'll pray then
I'm losing the fight, my control .. slowly bends
reeling, I get the feeling .. you don't have any
store window your world, my poor shadow entity