Watch me pitch from my mind's eye,
T'ward hammer headed foe: a cry:
‘Try sentence, Try condemn me,
For I'm a true veined freedom! '
...
Hayley Is A Comet,
She works behind a bar,
They think that they can keep her there,
But she's a shooting star!
...
She's a SuperString,
No need for fancy bling,
Or prancy diamond ring,
To prove to me,
...
Her eyes are alight,
Like tracer bullets,
From a 1000 love gunners ashine,
Like Nirvana's suns divine,
...