Soggy Tongues

narrowed eyes and soggy tongues

beautiful rumors are flying about the ugly ones

the girl she is by the pool

yellow journalists' jewel

and all those wagging fingers

are silly little stingers

rabbits are cooking breakfast the fog is fragrant

the girl she is waking up against the famous vagrant

the cool council is tallying fines to be levied

the girl she is tightly grinning the vagrant thinks it's

all too heavy

presents are presented and bribes reluctantly taken

summer's sweetie iced a cohort while the rest of the town

was baking

traffic is light and appetites are hearty and tongues are

soggy

accusations are tossed like darts at the good little girl

who is groggy