Her common wing ,
Wished alike every blonde for a higher swing ;
Swished through the twisted lies of the cloud blip ,
Made her float downstream like a rudderless ship .
That dreadful day came up ,
Dark cloud thrusted icedrops which flamed up ;
Made a spicy meat dish ,
Though salt couldn't survive down her globe wish
Her lone spine flashed out from the blast ,
Hues of emotion painted the snap of her past ;
Suited her fashion to ignited stony ,
With all breath riding this endless maize
to heal further agony .