Little Miss Impeccable
Her mole eyes like saucers
Flying up to Mars
It's a heady atmosphere
Amidst those shooting stars
Post Venus transit
Tented by her veil
I worshipped at the altar
As the moon's beam laid a trail
We followed it for hours
As the poet told his tales
All our wishes
Spells for witches
Chasing cornet tails
Little Miss Impeccable
So delectable
There's a detectable
Tear in her eyе
In burqa drag from Egypt
Then Goth Lolita guise
She's a mеss of contradictions
And all that that implies
Making mudra to the melody
Of a track from iTunes Store
Then supine like a feline
Limber on the floor
With a champagne burst of giggles
She sways on an axial tilt
Grounds herself with lemon balm
Then licks up all she's split
Little Miss Impeccable
So delectable
There's a detectable
Tear in her eye
Gadabout, a firefly
Temple whore and nurse
With lotions, oils and potions
Which she fishes from her purse
A visiting apothecary
With vials in her valise
And hearts in a reliquary
She's a creature of caprice
With balletic poise and balance
Straight backed and exact
She chooses her words
As a duelist chooses pistols
And that's a fact
Little Miss Impeccable
So delectable
There's a detectable
Tear in her eye
Little Miss Impeccable
So delectable
There's a detectable
Tear in her eye
And I think I know why
I think I know why
Yes, I think I know why
I know why
I know why
I know why
I know why