
Pink stretch hummer
full of barrel chested boys
running red lights
late on week nights ~
the lads are on the lash again hood-rah
the lads are on the lash again hood-rah
starts up again
then ends —
the giant lipstick on wheels swerves,
over-crowded
over balancing it flips
upon one side,
skidding, spinning,
spilling skittles
from the sunroof
and a fellow like a toy
from the jaws of a
pup.
(image not mine)