Feeling edgy, slightly betrayed by supermodel tendencies and robotic sought out hellos.

What more do I have to say

It is obvious, quite blatant

I’d say I hit the nail…

I’d say I’m above your head

But I offer you this ladder

I weaved  it  out of rope

golden fair haired lady

She’s trying to wave hello

 All seems innocent enough

All seems rational and stuff

I’d like to throw this apple high

Let it be where it lands

I’d give anything to see

I’d say anything to be

A friend or foe in shadows

Then the call for a quick chat

Or a spy inside my life

If it lands there on her head

I always left my door ajar

Slightly inviting if you see it

Golden shimmer beckons

This is not to be taken lightly

Yet I’ve promised to show my feathers

I answer back my words

I greet you very kindly

Kissing both your plastic cheeks

You try to squint your Botox

But the poison seeped too deep

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