Jessica’s got a ropeburn   Jessica’s sliding down   Jessica’s got a bonespur   she’s spiral bound   she’s crashing down down down down      Jessica says that she can’t scale   the stairs while she’s so thin and frail   can’t she see that I’ve got ailments too      Jessica forms attachments but   she likes her foreign films uncut   Tennessee Williams might know what to do      she needs a guywire, not another guy who’s gonna string her along   ever since that torturer came on too strong      (ch, minus last line)   she’s just like   tin-roof ice-cream melting   on a catgut racket   spent all summer wearing   Eisenhower jackets      (ch)