A VERY IRREGULAR HEAD

What can I say that hasn’t been said
About the girl with the irregular head?

She’ll strut in like springtime
All polished and bright
Then glow like a summer
With sweetness and light
She’s wild like the autumn
All twizzle and twirl
Then cool like a winter
Calendar girl
So what can I say that hasn’t been said
About the girl with the irregular head?

She reads like a book
Full of interesting pages
And speaks like wisest
Of seers and sages
She’s hipper than jazz
And deeper than blue
She’s all kinds of everything
Waiting for you
So what can I say that hasn’t been said
About the girl with the irregular head?

Her logic is frightening
Her syntax obscure
Her eyes are like diamonds
All perfect and pure
She’ll force you to question
What you think as true
“This is tomorrow”
She whispers to you
So what can I say that hasn’t been said
About the girl with the irregular head?

She off in the distance
But always in sight
Inhabits your daytime
And haunts you at night
She’s there in your dreams
Like a potent narcotic
You try to reject her
But know you can’t stop it
So what can I say that hasn’t been said
About the girl with the irregular head?

She’s Byron and Shelley
Wordsworth and Keats
She puts you together
And makes you complete
She speaks a strange language
That helps you unwind
Gets into your heart
And unravels your mind
So what can I say that hasn’t been said
About the girl with the irregular head?

She’s weak and she’s tiny
She’s strong and she’s tall
She’s the post-modern masterpiece
That hangs on your wall
She’s your favourite movie
The words to a song
That keeps you inspired
And makes you feel strong
So what can I say that hasn’t been said
About the girl with the irregular head?

She’s a cynic, an optimist
Never boring or dull
Her glass is not empty
But always half full
She’s an upper, a downer
A slow burn with speed
She’s got nothing you want
But everything that you need
So what can I say that hasn’t been said
About the girl with the irregular head?

I hope someday she finds
What she’s looking for
When the man of the moment
Walks in though the door
But he’d better be straight
And not treat her unkind
Because she is my
Favourite waste of time
So that’s all I’ll say that hasn’t been said
About the girl with the irregular head.

Except just to add
Now my story’s been heard
She’s my favourite girl
In the whole wide world
So I’ll climb to the rooftops
And shout it out loud
She’s someone so special
Who makes me feel proud.
For there’s not many people
Who’ll leave this world dead
Having seen so much come
Out of an irregular head
So if you should see her
Remember these words
Look for an irregular head
On a beautiful girl.