Blowing Bolan on a Purple Haired Unicorn 30 Seconds of Hot

Mascara rocka!

Kitchy koo Prince of pop land

With your halo of black popcorn curls

and glitter frosted eyelids

You bang that gong!

Strut and slide-rouged face glamsta

Love Warlock

Rolling those electric

snake hips in the blue pit

charming mesmerising

Tender all the way through

Making her feel sexy in the mouth

Making her pussy scream

And her purple rose tattoo shout

You sent that ectomorphic princess

to cosmic paradise

Fucking the innocence out of her eyes

Batting your thick-lick lustrous giraffe lashes

on a life size purple haired papier mache unicorn.


Saira Viola


Marc Bolan. 30 September 1947 – 16 September 1977

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3 Responses to Blowing Bolan on a Purple Haired Unicorn 30 Seconds of Hot

  1. Which of us has not desired to make Saira Viola’s pussy scream? Since we can’t compete with the dead, we can only seek to understand what it was he was doing right. Was it the purple? The snake in his hips? Was it the kitchy koo, whatever that is? Did it only take him 30 seconds to come? And where is he now? We want to hear from him. Does he still carry his gong? And why is it that we feel sexy in the mouth?

  2. David Erdos says:

    While you praise Saira’s poem, your opening line is ungallant and offensive. It’s not the kind of comment we want on IT so I’d ask you to retract it or rewrite. Saira’s work should illicit strong reactions but personal comments should not come into it. I hope this comment appeals to the gent in you.

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