by The Hippy Coyote
Wild and ferocious
Tattered with loud voices
They taunt each other with vulgarities
Ripping up the silence of their choices
Every Friday they howl
In the dirt lot beside my house
Like freshly freed freshmens
In a dormitory joust
With the gruffness of old sailors
And the bouncy boobs of a fat lady
Their hair is constantly changing colors
After being arrested for something shady
Yes, I'm talking about my lesbian neighbors
"Girls without men," I refer to them
Hardened like the seamen of Moby Dick
Velvet and spice, I wish they'd be nice
Like spiders and flies
In their lost web of lies
They netted a skinny one, because of what he owns
His body piercings weigh as much as his bones
They chase him around naked
With a beer bong reward
The abuse that they give him
He seems to look for
Credit card scams
Stolen drugs from the vet
He inherited some money
That's why they keep him as a pet
So they buy a big van
And a house out of town
I don't know how it began
But I'm glad they're not around
As a skunk walks up the driveway
I close my windows again
Shutting out the smell
Instead of the tattooed lesbians
The Coyote
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