Purple Glitter

I met a fairy by the creek today
She said I could have three wishes, and so I cried
"Can I have two?"
"Is that your first wish?"
"How many do I get after?"
"Two."
"I don't want any wishes, thank you."
So the fairy left me
"YOU IDIOT!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT?"
Out of pure frustration, I got up and kicked a tree
I felt bad immediatly
Poor tree
What did that stupid tree ever do to deserve a kick
So I kicked myself, but that hurt
I thought I liked hurt...?
Weird
I get these crazy mood swings somtimes
Meanwhile, Mr. Snake eats his tail
I laugh mysterically as he swallows himself
He disappears in a puff of purple glitter
The sparkles mezmerize me
Bring me back to the day when we weren't allowed to sit on the monkey bars
We'd get mezmerized and fall off, stupid Mrs. Schuberth said
As Krys sat down to write a poem and make us laugh
"Shut up, Mrs. Schuberth, I'd like to say:
"Why do you make lunch miserable for us every day?"
I guess I'm up on the monkey bars
'Cause that purple glitter is so tempting
I just want to hold it in my hand for a minute or five
It's like a toystore to an old man who's forgotten how to have fun
Damn
So many desicions
So I stand there and I sing The Star Spangled Banner
Then I laugh at myself, because it's such a stupid song
And the lithe ballerina twirls, and I trip over my Doc Martins
I place my plastic tiara upon my Egyptian Plum hair
I feel like a canvas, with paint thrown all over it
Wow, am I tripping?
My teapot isn't cracked anymore, but the tea is getting stale
Uh oh, here comes the blood!
I'm trying to be a good girl
But I still think I'm tripping
Tyler's hat
Wow, am I having sex? With who this time?
Class before ass, and life before death
I guess it'll go away soon enough
So pass the sour cream

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