Mandela is dead.
Let the skies weep
and a rainbow rise.
Colour too his deepest-sleep.
Venus Flytrap is the goddess's name,
catching flies the very pretty girl's game.
Say "Men are pollen-seeking honeybees
around a flower," if you so please,
I shall call them flies, flies, flies.
He who gets to know her inside, dies.
She was a masterly mistress,
you'd not find her in a dress.
She cut very-short her hair.
With the maid had an affair.
Her husband wore her underwear.
The butler's ass he would caress.
They had a foursome on the veranda !