Bottle Blonde
Posted: Mon Jun 11, 2007 9:24 am
Bottle BlondeClaire had to run by the Kiwanis clubHad a young cheerleader daughter to pick upBefore the Johnson’s showed up right at eightHad a dress dry cleaned…picked out some pearlsSat and brushed out the long golden curlsThat all her so-called friends thought were fakeAs she ran errands in that money pit SuburbanShe opened her purse and snuck sips from a pint of bourbonShe’s a bottle blonde With way too much goin’ onAnd the real her is almost goneShe’s a perky gal but all the whileSomething’s behind that sunny smileShe’s a bottle blondeAfter class Joanie had Spanish clubThen she had to pick her pom-poms upSo she made a quick stop by her hallway lockerPopped open her pink make-up caseCombed the yellow hair framing her young faceLooked around and grabbed a bottle of sports waterThen she checked her purse for cherry binacaCos that bottle was half filled with cheap vodkaShe’s a bottle blonde With way too much goin’ onAnd the real her is almost goneShe’s a perky gal but all the whileSomething’s behind that sunny smileShe’s a bottle blondeShe’s got her mom’s long golden hairAnd her way of dealing with her caresShe staggered home at half past tenCos her mom forgot to pick her up againShe’s a bottle blonde With way too much goin’ onAnd the real her is almost goneShe’s a perky gal but all the whileSomething’s behind that sunny smileShe’s a bottle blonde©2007 Robert George