Poem

Tell Her Tell Her Tell Her Tell Her how you feel Tell Her That She Actually Made You Feel By Some Cosmetic Force That Only You And Her Know Tell Her Tell Her Tell Her Tell Her That You Never Actually Felt Love True Love That Is Until That Day You Two Met Tell Her That Love Is Something You Actually Thought You'll Never Find And That Yes You Are The Most Popular Girl In High School And Yes You Get Straight A's In All Your Classes  That It Is Just A Different Type Of Love  Tell Her Tell Her Tell Her Tell Her When You Touch Her Skin It Feels Like Electricty  Tell Her That When She Kisses You It's Like She Is Telling You A Secret About Herself And That You Can't Get Enough Of Her Story Tell Her When You Kiss And Suck On Her Breasts It's Like Two Unfrozen Mountain Peaks And Everytime You Stop To Come Up For Air It's Like You Were Just On Top Of The World And That You Just Have To Take That Journey Again Tell Her

The Last Barman Poet I am the last barman poet / I see America drinking the fabulous cocktails I make / Americans getting stinky on something I stir or shake / The sex on the beach / The schnapps made from peach / The velvet hammer / The Alabama slammer. / I make things with juice and froth / The pink squirrel / The three-toed sloth. / I make drinks so sweet and snazzy / The iced tea / The kamakazi / The orgasm / The death spasm / The Singapore sling / The dingaling. / America you've just been devoted to every flavor I got / But if you want to got loaded / Why don't you just order a shot? / Bar is open.