This one's for you Maku-Lee, I met her in a nightmare dead all over. I can still recall that creepy smile she wore. She was chewin' on a hangnail on her elbows, and I knew they'd hate her guts in Baltimore. I shrieked in pain I'd warp her mind forever. She said to me her basset hound was shy. But who'd have thought she'd run off with her guru. I watched her melt away and sobbed goodbye.