with a distinct scent of virgins
mixed in with some transplants
who's the brightest of them all,
get some glowing shoelaces
and off we go
the tourist neon trap
lights our wayd
but it is home to the hare
same diff slamming bodies
doo daddy droppin it to the floor
dance dance revolution
we followed the hare
down by Hard Wood store
caution,
the light is green, our sweet cunterfeit bills
too distracted thinkin about Bs&Js
now on to the river, with a surprise salmon check
but first, we must sing songs at one of the busiest intersections in the city
two notes, then onto the tower
sexcapade escalier
shots to pass up and down
between the bright lights of two cities
we have tales and tales
of el caminos and alcoholic dinosaurs
now onward home
we ended up grumpy again
but we sure did glow
along the way
accusations and commendations
make a good pair, as long as we're all together
get ready for a full moon!
-Papa Porta Jawn