Nothing Grinner: 2011

Shape shifting Sally
squeezes and squeaks
in corsets to day
a cloak next week.

Softly spoken but every now and then a SHRIEK!

Shape shifting sally
she's sassy then meek
bubbly then fay
she distorts her mornings and reconfigurates all day.

Lashes flutter long
lashes whip a tight ass and thong.
She reflects and sparkles a glitter glass ball
then kinkily struts in heals dangerously tall.

Cold pail deathly skin
full of life she smoulders warm a fire within.
To day she's an echo
tomorrow she's a pin threading her cheer
through stitch and stitching a grin :)

Sunken dark eyes and crimson red hair
she floats you know from here to there
but never down the stairs :s

she's a strange one, or at least as strange as any one
who distorts and skewifs,
oh and she's never satisfied with the size of her gifts!
A lovely pare of fun bags I might add.