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His body was perfect
His body was perfect
the strong and the terrible, young Tiger Woods
And Happy was happiest with eyes clamped shut
to keep out the coldness of voices with pills
to keep out the sight of heads stapled tight
and smiles that said, "We know you can do it"
to pry her eyes open with blinding sunlight
to steal her away from her sentient lover
Whose body was perfect
Whose body was perfect
the strong and the terrible, young Tiger Woods
If Happy don't move, we would shout then and shake her
If Happy won't eat, we would turn up her tube
We begged and we pleaded, we teased and cajoled her
But Happy had no plans to ever be moved
from the place deep inside where she met with her future
She spent all her time in the arms of her lover
Whose body was perfect
Whose body was perfect
the strong and the terrible, young Tiger Woods
I was fine, I was happy, she thought once or twice
My husband, my grandkids, yes, all that was nice,
before they had taken my arms and legs from me
stolen so quickly and now they all beg me
to walk and to lift things; a fork to my mouth.
But my mouth's full of Tiger, a passion for Tiger
Whose body was perfect
Whose body was perfect
the strong and the terrible, young Tiger Woods
repeat first verse
From the eighteen stories down CD, tongue CD
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