Prologue
She was sitting at a tiny
diner table in Brazil
While the dinner on her plate
was getting cold ..
She’d picked apart
some chicken hearts
they should surely fill
But she was thinkin’ ‘bout
linguiça in her hold ..

V1 — The Trap
She’s the Big Bad Werewolf
preying on a Piglet
Pulls it in like, “Can you spare
a lighter and a cigarette ?”
Crescent moon
lit up hands
orange tinted figure set
Remove her hood of red
and see the head
of somethin’ innocent

V2 — Those Eyes
Tide pool peepers
windows to the captured souls
This little Piggy
went to town and rode a magical
Grassy knoll
with a Wolf Wearing Blood
it happened so
O, my: what teeth and gum
they smell of rose
and blackened snow

V3 — The Lust
Little Piggy do her bidding
listening so easily
That’s a fable
they’re emboldened by the secrecy
Cloak and dagger swagger
when exposing their indecency
Little Pig, vis à vis
with Lupine Deity

V4 — The Imposter
She would adopt the culture
if Piggy was native Portuguese
Crush it as a coder
if Piglet techie fortune speak
Too soon to tell
Piggy surely had a costume, on
Wolf plays dress up
Piggy has a costume:
gone

V5 — The Parasite
Parasitic: latching on
to facts from friends
Hear and spit it
back out like an accident
Don’t even bother asking her
to cite her sources
There’s a beast, of a thief
on the loose
light the torches !

But little Piglet didn’t figure it
a need to pack a pitchfork
Lady Lupin swooped in
duped him
and scooped up
saggy skinned pork

Epilogue
She was sitting
in a tunnel of the Metro in Pa’ree
The grumble in her stomach
starts to sound
Has her bisou on a badger
but she’s feeling like a spree
Killing all the little rabbits
underground ..

24 JAN 2017 | Copyright © B. Yee
Lyrics from the album, Where Wolves Lie, 2017, by BMEDD & Shinobi