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(an excerpt)
SUZY ZEUS SETS SOME LIMITS
Suzy
Zeus likes guys with handguns.
Suzy Zeus likes beer in kegs.
Suzy Zeus likes breaking windows.
Suzy Zeus likes breaking eggs.
Suzy's got a boyfriend, Harry.
Touch him and she'll break your legs.
Suzy likes her sister's undies.
Suzy likes her brother Keith.
Suzy likes her father's buck knife.
Suzy likes its leather sheath.
Suzy likes her boyfriend Harry.
Touch him and she'll break your teeth.
Suzy
hails from Indiana,
land of crops, of Fords and farms.
Suzy lives in New York City,
land of cops and car alarms.
Suzy lives six blocks from Harry.
Touch him and she’ll break your arms.
Suzy's got a kick-ass system.
Suzy is what Suzy owns.
Elton John and Cyndi Lauper,
Fleetwood Mac, the Rolling Stones
(Harry grooves to Waylon Jennings–
touch him and she'll break your bones),
Carly Simon, Sheena Easton,
Wham!,
the Roches, Yes, The Rose,
Billy Joel, Duran Duran, and
Handel oratorios. Harry's humming "My Sharona."
Touch him and she'll break your nose.
Suzy's
got a bag of bridge mix.
Suzy's got some frozen peas.
Suzy's got a front-door dead bolt.
Harry's got a set of keys.
Harry's got a way with women.
Touch him and she'll break your knees.
Suzy stands before the mirror:
sultry, soulful, calm, complete.
Suzy loves her shapely shoulders,
likes her nose, adores her feet.
Wants a pair of mules in puce,
a pair of pumps in parakeet.
Harry asks her what she's up to.
Asks her almost every night.
Harry likes to see her naked,
see her naked in the light.
Harry never takes her dancing.
Harry says her hair's a fright.
Suzy Zeus is drinking whiskey.
Suzy Zeus is making eyes.
Suzy Zeus is making trouble
at the bar, with other guys.
Harry finds her, rips her dress off,
leaves it bunched around her thighs.
Suzy's
got a can of bean dip.
Suzy's
got a can of mace.
Suzy's got a Good News Bible.
Suzy's got a real nice place.
Harry's pissing out the window.
Touch him and she'll break your face
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