Punk Chica Birth Day Poem

Punk Ass Chica,

by and to and for and why’d

by a female Faust

Today i got a visit

—I forgot to say,’O, is it?’—

from this woman I have known

who most often walks alone,

However far you’ve fallen

In your own voice is Heaven.

A friend to every creature,

She will  listen if they’ll teach her,

so readily thus led

a crow once landed on her head.

Aware that loving money spawning Evil

can almost anything leave ill,

she sees how rich men, in their pride,

discard more usefulness than hide.

So correct can guess a size

as if calipers for eyes

Yet  would rather miss a mile wide

Then think it better left untried.

Punk ass Chica, hella tough,

that sings so sweetly, it’s enough

to remind anyone who’ll hear

that wheresoever, Angel’s near.

However far you’ve fallen

In your own voice is Heaven.

She told me in her way

That her birthday way today.

I wish I’d answered then;

Hope I get to once again;

It is good to have a friend.

September 20, 2021 ev