Sulphur dust Priestess
Surfer of the South
Dropped chopped chromed hog
Vaporized my mouth
Cosmic asteroid
Trailing from her hair
Side glanced winked me
Stripped my senses bare
Lizard tongued verbalized
Mystic of the words
Put her life to story
Gave us songs we’ve never heard
Get it on, sang the song
Boomerang’s the babe
Angel child kid of Rarn
The one we got to save
The mystic left us
His words still very strong
Shall we not forget
Keep listening to the song
* © Copywrite Stephen Luff 2009
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