Judy Blue Eyes

=============== JUDY BLUE EYES

 She looks so lovely standing there
 Bright sparkles and baubles in her hair
 And the sleek Kalashnikov she carries
 Slung over her right shoulder
 Pointing nowhere in particular

 A smile floats on her pretty face
 Every mad heart begins to race
 As the stubby barrel weaves to trace
 A complex pattern around the room
 An abstract dance of doom

 She's beautiful as her finger squeezes
 An automatic line that gently teases
 The faithful to go home to Jesus
 And she touches so many, so fast
 And she touches you, at last