A Bit of Muslin

I see her eating maggots and I thin it's cool

I watch her as she throws up.

She's a bit of muslin, a vitiolic nasty girl

mysterious in every way, moving like a swirl

fly guys surrounds her, hoping she will be thier girl

but this sphinx is a notion

and no man will ever get to her.

I want to recall the stuff that she might have missed

I need her to be my stash.