Weekend Ride Poem by Jerry Luttrell

Weekend Ride



Awake all night sleep half the day the thoughts continue to race like a corvette stingray is it white maybe grey could be black who's to say should I stay or should I go venture into the unknown or play it safe. Where I been what is known the thought grown thoughts overflow. To stay or to go take the road paved or burn a trail of my own. Chances blown opportunities unfold open the doors what to be sold. Sometimes you must be bold search for the unknown. Stories told cars rolled is it fast let's take a test press the gas what did we pass on a ride pose a toast take a midnight ride as a ghost. avoid the past want to fly get so high push the clutch grab a gear hear the engine scream hard again ready to cream what a dream hit the high beam feel the heart pound here comes a corner slid it around shift down Dam that makes me proud gallons of gas through the carb what some more see the bottle let it flow some good ole nos turn the knob lets have some fun lets do it right hold on tight anything could go wrong slid off your thong let me see what I have done keep my eyes on the road what do you expect it's a straight stretch Glad no one was around windows down it was bound to be ours tonight thanks for the keys under the seat How long can we keep this speed lean over sallow my seed suck it deep here we go just hit 150 suck it slow I am going to try 160 I want to blow when we reach 2 let's see what this baby can do like a fool oh god your mouth on my tool about to climax tight up lighten up petal on the floor here we go 5 4 3 2 1 blast it in your throat hit the NOS the front lifts from the road 210 not bad big bore Nos biggest blower I have seen before Think I will ever climax that big of a load. That is unknown what a rush face flush can you see what is near shed the tears in the dark am I whole or apart awoke to the sounds of a dog bark.1000 ft from the car skinned and bruised have my shoe I see her upon the hill she raises her arm as I yell are you alright upon our feet able to stand glad we made it there went 20,000 grand we are our biggest fans on the run her they come red and blue looking for me and you home at last glad that is through hey sexy next weekend what do you want to do

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