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an imaginary spirited spider,
full of remorse and heat
(dreadful shame 'bout her mate)
covered me in tender color
my shadow left a stain full of rainbows
i walked in

shake it off
it won't go
shake it off
my new motto

the parlour in my mind has tattered furniture
yellowing wallflowers, how these tobacco stains
remind me of New Orleans
the rot, the mayhem and murder
corruption, but the bare breasts are nice

really, I don't care for that state
ask me to go there and i hesitate
come up with a reason or prevaricate
but Mardi Gras comes and I participate.

so I asked after the spider's affiliation
but she wasn't having none of that
what do you mean? What do you mean?
I mean what I mean and only that.