Porn Night

A ray of sunshine greets me farewell
As I enter the pit of tar to meet in a social rendez-vous with the demons inside my head...
Well, that's too bad... For I forgot to pick my formaldehyde wear to take to the porn night, yea
that is soo right, I meant porn not prom, because that is what being a sad pierrot and a broken ballerina means deep down inside.
Girls will always have the last dance, the last word and it's more than a normal Angel can stake. Looking for the flowers among the dumpsters, she wrecked her dress and hanged her love in rags in a fashion statement of emotional breakdown. Look out for your loved ones for there's a new big bad in town!
Chorus: A geek and a Diva, a joker and a teaser, a harley queen and some geezer, oh it's hard to be British when you want so hard to please... Her.

(Poem-song inspired by Buffy and P!atD - How's that for fanfic?)