"Asphalt Ballet Vampire"
A crown so coolly cropped,
Making the cascading nimbus not the only hot and holy spot--
She cuts her hair on humility's dare,
Content with the symmetrical angles of her facial lair,
Which still attracts guys and their predatory safari;
Thus, she invites them into her bloody habitat to play 1980's ATARI;
Next, she dances on the street like a dime-store doll,
Being for blood one hell of a moll.
