Hysterical Henrietta wore some rose-colored glasses
blowing soap bubbles like a nervy rambunctious kid.
Scratching her fingers across a chalked up blackboard
sending chills up my spine. She has a talent and outdid
the entire competition being very thrilled to annoy.
All of her piggy-bank savings she tended to hoard.
So slimy and greedy she was not to be outbid
Greasy and gaudy with a plastic smile as she sasses
the children like a great-aunt who wore corduroy.
Please chic have mercy I can’t handle your attitude.
Slap me across the face because I was making passes
Leave me at the dime store because I’ve lost my poise
Maybe there I can chew some lickerish for my solitude
has long been misused. Barraged by filth and noise
until I start to disintegrate and at last I crumble.
Losing my balance and then my precious voice
for I know sooner or later I will be screwed.
Finding the nuts and bolts flying out a rumble
Hysterical Henrietta was my last and only choice
hoping for humor to help me with my platitude
Screaming at the top of my lungs to keep me humble
as I slung shot her pebbles which stuck in her molasses.
Her eyes did bulge with a surprise attack as she soared
like an albatross trying to land upon the grasses
of the lawn of a Duchess and Duke who were sadly bored.
Outraging the gardener who strangely pulled his sword
which Henrietta grabbed as she started to stumble.
Catching herself before she fell to graciously conclude
her status was honored and never to be destroyed.
She simply needed the confidence to pick and choose.
She then began to bellyache as she began to mumble
a prayer for she knew from here to China she was adored.
You better not tread her path. This you should avoid
for her secretive style of living will never fumble.
She is a free-winging bird born as a humanoid.
A hermaphrodite who loves sipping some booze
Demonstrative deserving respect pointing toward
the detour on the junction of a trapezoid.
I find her amusing as she flaunts and struts forward
leaving all her admirers in a proverbial jumble.
Hysterical Henrietta won’t take no for an answer
We must forgive her for her courageous accord
Flamboyantly free of etiquette, only a few can enhance her
Free of all regulations safe from the paranoid
Gifted with freedom with twisted men who will romance her
Smiling with a cooing look with her lust totally restored
She rides her funky pony so marvelously overjoyed
Irresistibly decadent as her passions begin to ooze
Ready to capture any hungry fool as your private dancer
Hysterical Henrietta is a chameleon who readily voodoos
the atmosphere until she is totally underscored.
Watch out for she will transform. She is truly void
of all jealousy. Healing all with the way she will seduce.
Hallelujah for Hysterical Henrietta the absolute necromancer
Please cast your spell upon us with your sultry offbeat blues.