Did Mary Doyle Leave for Haiti? Maybe that mama needs some safety, sooner Pharmaceuta-psychiatric Wrapped in plastic, beeswax chap stick It's a greasy world Watch with a lion's gaze Be useful and d'well If you could Did the feigning summer see its painting get bluer? A distant siren sings this same thing, but rings truer Calming cruel transgendered mystic We dreamt of school, slept through our relationship It's a greasy world Stalk with a lion's gait Be truthful and d'well If you could