Bubblegum Cowgirl

Bubblegum Cowgirl  
          
She traces the seams of his boot-cut jeans       
With the dominion of her ruler     
Guiding him into her Sibylline sanctuary        
         
Where bubblegum cowgirl      
stars in spaghetti western      
As the lasso librarian of route 66    
With neon boots bright enough to read by    
For the purple of her phosphorescent Stetson       
That orbits her like a flying saucer       
        
She zaps his gluteus with her wooden ray gun  
Flaming him deep into denim blue          
She brushes eons of the male ego