the gutsy girl

no she wasn’t my pal
but I knew this one gal
who one day puked so hard
that she threw up her innards
they coiled up on the kitchen floor
like rattlesnakes in sleepy snore
she wanted to scream for christian help
but could only manage a muffled yelp
for like a greedy brat too eager to dine
her mouth was filled with intestine
fat and wet like sausage rope
they were hard to hold, gooey to grope
and when she tried to push them in
they dodged and ran like naughty twins
she used the fork but they wouldn’t stay
like a restless mendicant on his way
fed up, she didn't know what to do
except this, that she immediately knew
it wouldn’t be polite to leave them on the ground
and so she called out for her hound.

ram cobain