KELLY LOOKS FOR CRACKS
On break from Married with Children,
Kelly takes a walk on the wild side of Hollyweed
Counting the cracks up and down Sunset.
She smells a fly in her ointment
Which throws her off course.
Before long, her mind starts to wobble
And she goes up dry creek without a functioning puddle.
LA County seems to be vanishing right
Before the horns of an enema.
I was doing my best quid pro quo
As the light changed from green to bright yellow
On some side street where strip searches
Become common law spouses without a limo.
A band of tourists boiled over into the Valley
As Kelly took dead aim at a nervous postman
Wandering the rancho neighborhood in the hills,
I had a tattoo moment at the corner of Hear and Now.
It was time to send the relatives back East
An assortment of misleading postcards
That were Edgar Allan Poe types taking
Shots at quoth the Raven Demi Moore
Since nevermore had gone up the wrong alley.
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