Her iniquities now public facing
A soul smeared into fresh dirt
The latest victim to prop her up
Name dropping simply for effect
Each name newly purchased
Her unprofitable prostitution ring
But it never fits her finger right
Each name a sharpened knife set
Thrown at my stained glass home
A shattered window to the world
Pulling all the shards takes time
Hasn't she settled the score yet
Punishing our memory in absentia
Does she relish the pain caused
Tossing my dead ashes wherever
Does she grasp the significance
I'll bet she'd just say whatever
