NEW POETIC ORDER

With her bloodstream violated,

Her inhibitions go, BANG! Annihilated.

Sweet sustances what a delight,

Out of Winehouse tonight.

Amy Amy up in heaven, please hold a gig,

Enlighten us wont you; make it big?

So loud that us petty earthlings can hear,

Your angelical voice, with our unworthy ears. 

For we besmirched, buried you down up, yet you rose,

Now buried six foot under, under millions of flowers- white rose.

Out of Winehouse tonight.