Lyrics
Taffy's the type of person who bounds into a room
in a sea of patchouli and never stops talking
Certainly, less of a drag name than a non de plume
(as she shakes the powder off a cheap pair of stockings)
still and all, her lip synching outshined her poetry
(especially during pageants when she would perform
songs we had not heard since Moby Dick was a guppy)
By contrast, villanelle readings were always lukewarm
"What isn't disjointed is utterly repugnant!"
She would bellow through her bong as she got high backstage
"It's just an observation, dear, and not a judgement!"
One could barely hear the show over Taffy's outrage
Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that Taffy
would no sooner sneeze than blow a bouquet of darts to
the neck of a "fan". When asked for an autograph she
will ask, "For my sonnets or my sequined platform shoes?"
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