Pick up chips and roll the dice
Some one somewhere will pay the price
Hey! Extra jalapeño and a dollop of spice!
She is so fresh with rounded form
Always in my heart she raises a storm
Returns me the days of my college dorm
Years here with her in my sights
I in my blue suit and she her tights
across the street, homeless plights
on the dot the chopper chops in
amid the music and cacophony din
throws a crown and downs a gin
in studded leathers and tattooed arm
unkempt look and goateed charm?
hows he apart from the biking swarm?
Her smile to me a flakey spread
Her lips may move her inside dead
The goateed tramp turns her head
Animated smile flows from her heart
demeanor changes worlds apart
I left toying with a hardening tart
Throws her tie and opens her hair
shows off a deluge of cascading flair
atop the chopper a gleaming pair