Coco Rosie Diane Cluck Haylofts

I m in the haylofts, I m in the jail, I m in the barracks, I m down below. I m hot and bothered with sticky feathers, a restless widow with feline features. Brawny creatures sustained below. An unmet desire. A scarecrow in meadow of wild fire. A scarecrow in meadow of wild fire. Hawkeyed Hazel from the witches fable, keep your elbows off the table. Keep your hands off my man, even though he ain t mine. He s my wild flower, helps pass the hour, with the mops and the broom. A shined shoe, a moon shined. We wash blankets hardly used, sucked solace from sour fruit. The fellows love me, they call me Mammy, it s Cinderella, my Mother gave