Smokin girl

(M Frechette)

Here comes a smokin girl

Her twilights last gleaming

The water's a separate path

I think her stage is gleaming

Run, chase and follow

You're not far behind now

One step beyond the front line

Watch, wade and wallow

Into sight

But what I saw was not my eyes

A subtle flashing disguise

Forward marching she Strides

Into a swirl, the girl

Here comes a smokin girl

Her twilights last gleaming

The water's a separate path

I think her stage is gleaming