Sandy Strange bought a house
Four doors from my own
A ramshackle rotting place
Once a palace home

She sits up in the window
Bathed in candle light

A pixie smile across her face
Casting thru the night

Leaves swirling at her feet
The coldness of the air
Wind across her pale face
The darkness of her hair

QUITE A CHANGE, QUITE A STRIDE
SOMETHING YOU CAN FEEL INSIDE
MIDNIGHT TAKES ANOTHER BRIDE
WHEN SANDY STRANGE …
PASSES BY

Sandy shops downtown
In weird little stores
She buys the oddest clothing
The kind you can’t ignore

In them she’s cuts quite a form
Hovering down the street
Her snakey shape an opium
To every eye she meets

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