California I

California smiles with only one lip
squeezes her eyes tight
flashing her fake tits to the sky
Her many shiny necklaces
twist around her lengthy neck
rubies and diamonds
diamonds and rubies
lshe lets them all fly
with the shake in her hips
the wiggle of her manicured finger
and everybody falls to their knees
to her dismay, prays to another God.
California lights her golden hair on fire
just to watch it burn.