There.
There, there are a lot of bad girls.
Barking like wild banshees upon the woebegone beaten paths of caged tigers.
Furtively fulfilling like dung beetles rolling a sacred scarab for the presumed pharaoh.
Unfaithfully becoming lest sex become a bequest for America’s Most Wanted.
Proxy babes, they are.
Moxy perfumes sleuthing the forensics of vampirable men seeking tittable  mummies.
Ah, well am I, nonetheless, nondescript.
So sublimely seeking the magnificence of Nefertiti.
So attentive.  So watching.
Unsettled.

I might wander into your yard.
Sometime wildering soon.
I won’t step on the daisies, because you don’t have any daisies, do you?
(It doesn’t matter, dandelions are prettier by far.)
Whether I pit-pat or pat-pit doesn’t matter, I know.
(Whose the wiser if I leave impact crater knee prints in the mud?)
Warn your pet worms that I’m coming. 
Advise the ladybugs to tighten their chastity belts.
Beauty is mudlucious and it’s been forever since I played pattycake.
Got a tree?  I’m going up the tree.
Knock, knock.
I’m at the window.
Yes, I am.

What a bargain: Trinsan's Xanga site is on sale on Froogle (Google's store) for only $25000.  mwuahaha.  I wonder how much I could sell this site for?!