Wendy Mcneill Holly O'
she walks around the corner
her heart small and tight as the ass in her jeans
she is a nail biter
fueled by fire and comic book scenes
she thought art held the answer
but the moments of insight made the questions get
larger
she knew this town held treasure
but the map was confusing started feeling like pressure
hey yo
what do you know
sweet holly sweet holly sweet holly o'?
hey yo
where will you go
sweet holly sweet holly sweet holly o'?
she says she's not worried of being alone
her mind gives her more than her lovers
has no desire to travel back home
the big smoke nurtures more than her mother
a three legged dog hobbled across her path
part polka part freak show
she studied she laughed
as she thought about how he'd arrived at that state
was it genetics or some weird twist of fate
no collar no master
how she could relate
hey yo
what do you know
sweet holly sweet holly sweet holly o'?
hey yo
where will you go
sweet holly sweet holly sweet holly o'?
