THE MILF, THE BITCH, THE PSYCHOBITCH

tags: EDELTRAUD 3 => HOMELESS, JOBLESS, PENNILESS

TAVERNA "AVRA"  => TAVERNA  "ex-NISAKI"
THURSDAY MORNING
10/4/2014

THE MILF, THE BITCH, THE PSYCHOBITCH

The Milf, the Bitch, the Psychobitch,
I fucked them all in Avra Beach,
I was in love before all that,
now I am not, so fucking what?

I think, from love I have been cured,
I don’t need to be re-assured,
but I'll remember which was which,
the Milf, the Bitch, the Psychobitch.

I did not love any of them three,
the first one I let go free,
the other two don't let me go,
what do they want? I do not know.

I have come out of a mishap,
not that I do not feel the gap,
a gap's a gap and there's no bridge,
it feels so cool now in this fridge.

Before all this… before all that,
I don’t remember what was what,
oh, but I do… I do… I do…
then it was only me and you.

But who were you? Let me recall,
oh, help me please, give me a call,
I keep my handy always on,
pick up at least that fucking phone.

No Milf, No Bitch, no Psychobitch,
that was not you, I fucked with each,
their difference to you I solved,
you were not them, but my beloved.

The Psychobitch, the Bitch, the Milf,
I could go back in time if…
they could sometimes catch themselves,
Libyan mermaids, fairies, elves.

(style modulation)

All three reproachless and divine,
this fact I cannot more deny,
one of them was never mine,
or if she was, it was a lie.

Just think about it, don’t you speak:
three human characters unsolved,
each one longing for my dick,
and thus in poetry evolved.

refrain
Summer and winter, spring and fall,
you were my girl and that was all,
no need to jump off from a cliff,
for any bitch, for any milf.

But when I lost you, that was hard,
no one could then relief my stiff,
thus I became a lonely bard,
for any bitch, for any milf.

So "Edeltraud" goes on and on,
sometimes my verses I detest,
pick up your fucking cool smart phone,
and let me tell you all the rest.

refrain
Summer and winter, spring and fall,
you were my girl and that was all,
no need to talk if you can sing,
if you're depressed give me a ring.

The milf, the bitch, the psychobitch,
are all confused within my brain,
ultimate style is their Kitsch,
ultimate sanity is insane.

Still, no hard feelings, all is fine,
my Lemonia, you have evolved,
a point in time is yours and mine,
its equation still unsolved.

refrain
Summer and winter, spring and fall,
you were my girl and that was all,
no need to talk if you can sing,
if I'm depressed I will not ring.