Nella

Nella, not Vanilla, Deplore Oreo Carried Inside Her Something Mimic Il Oracale Divino Me. Devised a guise Try be her Bambino Pero Have her not be my Surrogate Raggazza Stalled she drop her letto Back of the William Penn plaza End of the day they lay to rest Her father, Mr, Estevano Estralas Pay to play can’t delay one Judgement Day Especially when he left his foster daughter Bleeding underneath a Fawcett sprayed Gold For days, Dazed, Hazier than Dolores So Tone Deaf is the Blinged-Out Greek Chorus Can’t they see daddy had huh eatin’ nothin’ But leeks and nutella Out came The Mod with his Squad Churned Papi Glutton Into Big Mac stenched mutten Good God, Mr. Odd-Dodd Still she not aware her shirt unbuttoned Prone to shock, pinch and touchin’ Yet, still silent, Like Lil Gish Gives back to her Zia ten pounds worth of dish Her tongue never spews gossip out blonde lips Plus jet black hair equals Her Own Private Self-Eclipse While Cryptic Whispers pierce her ears Behind her hips Oh Calypso, sing me your siren song Not too strong Your beautiful voice’ll be gone Know this seems wrong So don’t wait too long Pate fate in infinite hideous faces Just slate your head left Twards far left of west All the way Life’s bright But at both ends It goes out Wind can’t help but puff on candlelight Don’t be in a fright Step to the right of your domineering brain N’ Clot your so-called sane vein