two tickets

M.Y.T.H

charlie don't surf
and i don't dance
thick on sarcasm
light on romance

i got a dimebag
i got two tickets to paradise
we'll make it baby
put on a disguise

fake mostache
snake skin boots
cigarette holder
lets rent baby blue suits

we'll leave tomorrow
pack our bags
fly out in the evening
dressed like fags

setaside2

whoa.


sounds like a Ray Bradbury story I once read about people escaping our future by traveling back in time.

except for the fags bit.

M.Y.T.H

Originally posted by setaside2
whoa.


sounds like a Ray Bradbury story I once read about people escaping our future by traveling back in time.

except for the fags bit.

sorry...it was the only think i could think of that rhymed with bags. i didn't mean it like that.

setaside2

LOL no I meant that the one part in the poem that didn't remind me of Ray Bradbury was that one line.

LOL try hags. that works fairly well... or not.

M.Y.T.H

so did you like it?

setaside2

actually i did, thank you. LOL it reminds me of so many situations, I can't pick one out of th crowd, but it'll set the Country Western music industry on its ear.

It brought that adventurous grin to a guy's face. That's worthy enough, don't you think?