::10:15:07::

::: Edie and Andy :::

Andy was so dark and evil he reminded me of an albino weasel
Edie shot toward her doom in plain sight a needle in her ass every night.
Warhol was a freak without any talent to behold
but the words he spoke some thought so bold.
She was a beauty of the first degree but at twenty eight with her death she was set free
He almost came to his end at by the gun of Valerie who hated men
but it was not surprise his real demise happened a short time later when something happened to his gall bladder but that doesn't even matter Edie's in heaven where she can play in movies that has something to say.
Warhol still to this day has nothing of any importance to say.

Written by: ~ L. Elliot Mintz