” The Dames’ ,Lady Jaine “
By my friend Mr. Nathaniel Hiscoe, the future Southern Oscar Wilde and the only person I have ever met who is truly good at spelling things.
shes got the face of tragedy
her smile is just wrong
her eyes make me!
*dizzy* looks quite becoming
no one can be right next to her
and shes able to turn on me
she sits on my fence
and picks both my sides
while she seems all ways
to be on her own
comes from, before, and across a nutcase
chronic and persistent
wait! purr!!-515+-+AUNT wait!!!
shes all they’re when shes not with you
your colors, your stripes, your number. and your shape
its all in her head
she is for everyone
and has nothing to do
shes never been in an open book
shes the real Paige Turner
(dedicated to you know who are you)