Old Lady Butterfly, Unbecoming!

Old lady butterfly, unbecoming!
So steady, steady to pass away;
In one eye, there in the sunset;
The other eye with beauty going the other way;
One step closer to the dark side.

Old lady butterfly, unbecoming!
One portrait no brilliance just snares;
Your wings undesirable and the sands pass clear;
Now your memory is just dirt and frankly it is not there;
One step closer to the dark side.

Old lady butterfly, unbecoming!
Yellow meets fools gold;
Eyes meet the silver;
Now your body is getting old;
One step closer to the dark side.


Old lady butterfly, unbecoming!
So hung in dried suspension;
Beating upon pleasure where your heart is in carpal tunnel extension;
Unbecoming your tongue in foreign skies;
Old lady butterfly unbecoming, you’re one step closer to the dark side.


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