material, material girl:
what happened to all the steez,
where did all the money go,
material girl.
is Wicca a religion?
i don't know.
is this a religion,
do you feel you are ok?
convince yourself that you are
and you will be fine.
they can't look past you,
material girl;
your name on paper
in a jar of honey sealed tightly
in the freezer,
and all will be fine:
do you love me?
you will lose belief in knives
and fresh spices,
i promise.
noone wants to look you in the eye.
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