Come Here Beautiful - Robert Pollard

A man said

«Come here beautiful

I like you diamonds

And cold mounds of gold

Screaming kisses»

He made this comment

To a woman of dreams

And yet she surely

Must be a queen

To perform

The mannequin must try very hard

To move

An intense fire came from the kitchen

And the people scrambled for the exit

But the mannequin

Who could not move

She kept weeping snowflakes

The fire was extinguished

The people disappeared

And a man said

«Come here beautiful»

He made this offer

To a woman of dreams

TO A WOMAN OF DREAMS