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
A Cosmic Cowboy 
Hey—not all blondes are created equal!!
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