SupremeDreamer29 Jul 2003

Once apon a midnight moon
came a baker
a night walker
salt shaker, wavin her cheeks
hasnt showered in two weeks

I watched my friend pay
30 bucks thrown away
he pressed his lips
against her vertical smile
he ended up in a pool of bile
puking sour dough

There.. not the best rewrite, but i think it tops your piece nevertheless. ;)