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CORPSE ON THE PILLOW
by GG HILL, copyright 2000

Cat, she leaves a corpse on the pillow
For the person she must please to survive
One small bird or perfect mouse on the pillow
A live one she captured
And carefully tortured
And killed for a special
Surprise

Me, I used to be the lucky fellow
She would bring her special gifts and secrets to
Back when I, I was the guy with the pillow
Cat's wicked tongue brought me
Her cruel, funny mockeries
Of everyone
She knew

Don't know whether to laugh or cry
Is the joke on Cat or me
Don't know whether to laugh or cry
Is it joke or tragedy
Don't know whether to laugh or cry
Don't know whether to laugh and laugh and laugh
Don't know whether to
Laugh or cry

Then I learned the fear they once felt
That small bird, that tender mouse on my bed
To be carried in Cat's mouth to someone else
A shrink, some new lover,
The ghost of her mother,
Or some other voice
In her head

Don't know whether they laugh or cry
Is the joke on Cat or me
Don't know whether to laugh or cry
Is it joke or tragedy
Don't know whether to laugh or cry
Don't know whether to laugh and laugh and laugh
Don't know whether to
Laugh or cry

You can tell when she's loving you
By the look in Cat's eyes
You can tell when she's loving you
There's a look in Cat's eyes
You can tell when she's loving you
You can tell when she loving, lov-, in love
And you can can tell when she's --
Look in Cat's eyes

Cat, she was afraid of the pillow
Though it took me far too long to realize
When she came it was her act of submission
I tried but I could not
Convince her my bed's not
An altar of blood
Sacrifice

Cat, she leaves a corpse on the pillow

GG HILL copyright 2000

[This message has been edited by gg (edited 08-31-2002).]

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