let lemons be angry

It's as common as something that nobody knows
That her eyes are as big as her bubbly toes
On the feet of a queen of the hearts of the cards
And her feet are all covered with tar balls and scars

When you find yourself waiting up past, past your bedtime, with one too many expectations built up over the 24 hours that just passed unnoticed, you're in danger. Tip-toe to the edge and run away, be nimble and be quick. I don't really want to cause a stir, just a ripple. Delight me, then.