Leaving Satan's Daughter

With a satanic grin she chuckled

As she halted my departure.

My knees they almost buckled

As she stood there like an archer

Taking aim at my dear Stacey,

Such an innocent, so pure,

So reliable, so racy;

At the mercy of that hoor!

I begged her not to do it,

Please not to be so callous,

But she laughed as she got to it,

Aimed and shot her with such malice.

The assault it so did grieve me,

I started to feel faint,

She said, “Now you can leave me –

But not in OUR fuckin’ car you ain’t!”