She’s 50 Shades Of Dangerous

She’s 50 Shades Of Dangerous

Funny thing about me… I like a perfect body

 I like them blonde and gorgeous

 But unfortunately perfect usually means

 She’s 50 shades of dangerous

 Perfect isn’t enough to cover up

Her hate of love… Her mistrust of trust

 Her need for total love demolition

 Her lust for total love dissection

Or her crazy sick addiction

 To create bad love friction

 To instigate love crucifixion

To perform emasculation

 That will burn and hurt

 With only calculated words

 That goes way too far

 That leaves a bad love scar

That’s the problem with blonde and gorgeous

 There always 50 shades of dangerous

 So venomous so poisonous







She Rode a Rainbow Through Hell
Texas Style Songwriter And Storyteller Poetry.
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy





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