Homecoming Queen
Gemma Hayes

A horse, a horse
My kingdom for a horse
Rattling on magnetic fields

Yes, I did use up
The last box of sparklers
Before they went bad
Got wet or decayed

Homecoming queen, homecoming queen

Teeth what were sharp
Are ground down and done
My crooked spine becoming more brittle
What once grew straight
And tall towards the sun
Absorbing back down
To dirt like a sponge

Homecoming queen, homecoming queen