I love to see you at the spot where everybody knows your name We are drinking shots at the bar and like a car I am switching lanes Avoiding all the traffic no details or getting graphic I am pulling up then filling up with unleaded..till we headed to my crib, I love to hear you say that sexy sh** You whisper in my ear we're in the rear like fugitives lurking until we get the chance to slide on the low so these two Hennessey's are our one's for the road you were off at the start of the night but my mission is to flip you like a light switch to the on position. Turn you on
Rich.......

A poem to make you think.....

This is a poem that you want to read! This is not just a poem This is a poem that controls your mind. This poem will have you thinking what is the point of this poem? This poem is a poem that you are getting sick of, but you can not stop reading this poem. This poem contains things that you want to know, this poem contains nothing. You want to know nothing. But you can not stop reading this poem, because you are curious about what will be said in the next line of this poem. This poem has you thinking that the author of this poem is crazy, that is what the poem has you thinking, that is what this poem should have you thinking. This poem really controls your mind, although it makes no sense. Yes! Your mind is controlled by something that makes no sense. And you say that you control your mind? You make no sense!!!!
Wade Wallace....

Impressions

How do I impress a lady? Not just any lady but a real woman. One whom I`ve just met and I don`t even know her name yet. Is it the way I walk? The way I talk? They way I dress? Most people would fall short and say yes. But I don`t agree, so I can`t say yes. I`d rather wait for a smile and then I`d know she`s impressed.
INFLICT...