Amsexrica

We go up and down

Cattle sheep on escalator gunk

They do the Sarajevo shuffle

As we ignore them behind closed doors

A man stands doing nothing

With his baggage

Staring at space

As slow walkers make my rage

Ego maniacs beat their girlfriends

Bloody messes found by cops, pigs and rabbits

Forbidden fruit bitten by Iowa girls

Skinned for my own viewing pleasure

It’s an absolute drug

Needed daily for the sick boys

Brown eyes, green eyes, blue eyes, we all like red eyes!

Amsexrica

Let’s get down

Let’s boogie

Come on under

Another

Sixty-Nine

(Gold Fish arches

 Cowboy Roy

 Blockmister

 Rented tuxedos)

Amsexrica

Go to the Avenue

Amsexrica

Go make an appointment

Amsexrica

Go stand in line

Amsexrica

  I think I like ya!

© 1998 David Greg Harth

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