WHO WINS THIS GAME?

Who Wins This Game?

The girls win this game.
Their eyes are coco-baroque.
Pure cocoa-bare, bold,
uninhibited.

The guys laugh.
HA HA. Go for baroque.

But the girls aren’t kidding.
Their eyes are beautiful.
Smoldering earth and
naked fire, all the time.

They hate stupid jokes.

Soon they are far away.
Far away with possibilities.

Quick! Jump into your
Monte Carlo and
follow them!

Sure, like you could afford
a Monte Carlo.

Man oh Man.

They’re gone, Buster.

You better just sit down
and cry if you know
what’s good for you.