A Saturday Night Chasing Away the Sunlight

I took her for a ride through the dark quiet,

As the red lights blurred in the rearview,

And wasn’t long before a popo flashed his bright light;

Now 98 bucks short and a hole burned in my pocket,

Plus a warrant for my arrest for no proof of insurance.

 

Made an appearance at the party and played a game of flip cup,

Then took her to the bedroom where I pulled out too soon.

She didn’t believe that I could kiss and tell,

But the friend in the bed was pleased to know.

 

 

We woke up with beer on our breath and shirts,

And a headache to remind us of our deed.

And so I left her there,

There blanketed in the morning cum.

 

And as for the girl, I…

I shall never know.

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About Michael Medlen

My name is Michael and during my free time I avoid having a day job. Strangely enough, this gives me the freedom to run this blog. I write just about anything that can be considered art. I also occasionally post articles that may or may not be relevant to the theme of this site. You’ve been warned.
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