KEEP OFF HER LIST

She’s got her tube of lipstick  
and her grocery list in hand  
junk food scratched off  
fools that she’s canned    
she is looking hot  
heat on high heels  
 your sidewalk squeals
stockings , dark black  
seams up the back  
gartered , on her talons  
to where the poison seeps  
honey sweet ,  
burning the tongue  
of the heart she meets  
 
When her wicked beauty  
 knocks him  off his chivalry  
and into her lair  
another line scratched  
on her list  of mans despair  
 
Her tube of lipstick ,  
it’s cream down to the rim  
and her compact mirror  
talking again  
You are the fairest of them all !  
sultry , gorgeous , lusty and tall !  
 
When she walks down your street  
she can’t be discreet  
her beauty shines , hollers and zings  
and when you latch onto her  
and she latches onto you  
her glamorous sting  
will make you sing  
in ecstasy , and glee , at first  
but eventually ,  
the blues  
melancholy , and colored in black  
if you’re a good boy now  
maybe Santa !  
will bring your heart back