Rosebed
Rosebed
Before break of dawn
Let your dagger pierce into my chest
On the gorgeously prepared bed
Of ninety-nine hundred full-blown roses
Do these roses gather beneath for me?
Archive for February, 2008


Once there’s factually a sex photos scandal
She’s involved, weak as a winking candle
Fans refuse to believe it’s true
To anyone talking of her they must boo
“She is the victim! She is the victim!”
“She’s my angel and impossibly the reported bim!”
Fans are scattered voicing their stuffy resistance
As if her innocence were of vital significance
“I used to be very naive and very silly.”
“I thank my fans, friends and company.”
She was smiling without a single expected tear
As if on hearing the words people should collectively cheer
Didn’t she clearly admit? Yes, maybe.
Weren’t fans dumbfounded? Just partially.
The rest are still speaking a defensive language
Thus I say some fans have got Permanent Head Damage