The Centauress's Blues
(To the Tune of the 'The Summertime Blues)
Well, you want to take a shower but the shower stall won't hold ya...
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
Your tail hairs get in the sink, your parents always scold ya!
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
The dog and cat climb on you every time you start to snooze!
It's hard to find a cure for a Centauress's blues!
Well, you wanted to go dancing but you sent the people sprawling!
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
There's no time for romancing with reporters always calling!
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
You're getting sick of oatmeal, and you're always on the news!
It's tough to keep a smile with the Centauress's blues~
Some farmer's horse kicked down the gate and now he wants to smell ya!
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
The local zoning board has got some news they want to tell ya...
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
They may be a lot cheaper, but it's still two pairs of shoes!
It's really hard to cope now with the Centauress's blues!
They've thrown you off the track team and the cheerleaders don't want ya!
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
The 4-H Club will take you, but you know they're going to flaunt ya!
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
You wish they'd all get off your backs and maybe get some clues!
A lady can be lethal with a Centauress's blues!
--
An old song, written for a lost and longed-for laughing love. She hadn't always been a centaur, and there were a lot of adjustments and needs to cope on all sides.
She smiled. Perhaps you will.
(To the Tune of the 'The Summertime Blues)
Well, you want to take a shower but the shower stall won't hold ya...
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
Your tail hairs get in the sink, your parents always scold ya!
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
The dog and cat climb on you every time you start to snooze!
It's hard to find a cure for a Centauress's blues!
Well, you wanted to go dancing but you sent the people sprawling!
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
There's no time for romancing with reporters always calling!
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
You're getting sick of oatmeal, and you're always on the news!
It's tough to keep a smile with the Centauress's blues~
Some farmer's horse kicked down the gate and now he wants to smell ya!
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
The local zoning board has got some news they want to tell ya...
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
They may be a lot cheaper, but it's still two pairs of shoes!
It's really hard to cope now with the Centauress's blues!
They've thrown you off the track team and the cheerleaders don't want ya!
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
The 4-H Club will take you, but you know they're going to flaunt ya!
Doo doo doo do! Doo doo doo do!
You wish they'd all get off your backs and maybe get some clues!
A lady can be lethal with a Centauress's blues!
--
An old song, written for a lost and longed-for laughing love. She hadn't always been a centaur, and there were a lot of adjustments and needs to cope on all sides.
She smiled. Perhaps you will.
Category Poetry / All
Species Centaur
Size 50 x 50px
File Size 1.4 kB
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