Prima Donna
2004-03-31 @ 12:58 a.m.


Rotating, by and by, she spun, this girl, ballerina twirls. Tu-tu too, too pink, puffed about her thighs while candied eyes took in the sights of blinding spins tonight. Wound-up Miss Wind-Up Doll jumping to the falls of Swan Lake's bawls.

Piano plays tap-tappin' away at sharps and flats and inbetweens so Tip-Toe Queens could dance routines of silver screens laced with drama teens. Oh pretty thing, just seventeen.

Prima's prime, she's so refined, china doll eyes screaming...

She's got her panties in a bundle.



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The Weather Underground - 2008-11-12
- - 2008-05-06
She knows I can read. - 2008-05-06
William Jacobson - 2008-05-02
Lost Boys - 2008-04-30



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