Enough things happen and you lose your edge
It seems failures and reality drive a wedge
No matter what you thought you always had a hedge
You always wondered how they could stand out on a ledge,

They found another murder victim when they dredged
Just another lost and lonely soul without privilege
Someone who was even worse off than you
Someone who never even kissed the morning dew,

She had the nimble body of a fawn
Slender and smooth and hair just as blonde
But damaged goods don’t seem to bond
A poisoned love that could have ended at dawn,

Then came a different sort of girl
Funny and sexy but an unrefined pearl
The New Orleans humidity made her hair curl
Her mood changed as each moment would unfurl,

Then I found myself with an Asian queen
Tall and powerful like I’d never seen
Sadly she was wounded from her head to her spleen
Unhappiness convinced her she could never be serene,

I am but a sailor on the deck of fate at sea
Too many storms and too many ports have availed me
The broken hearted maidens destined to flee
Self-assuredly spitting in my face with glee,

The captain of my ship that is going down
Hanging onto what’s left of my tarnished crown
No need to wonder why he wears a frown
No respect for those honor and duty bound,

Attacked and mauled as if by the Baskerville Hound
Betrayed by women who transformed me into a clown
Carelessly discarded in a burial mound
Like a banshee hovering over hallowed ground.