Drinks. Poem by Dislocated Heart

You, Met him at the bar,
He, looks nice enough.
Then, Treats you to a drink.
You, didnt kno it was spiked.
He, slipped it in, just before.
You, started feeling funny.
He, takes you home.
You, wake up naked..
And Alone.

There are bars, places.. if you wanna get some action.. slip a 20 in the bartenders hand.. they'll kno when to pop the pill in the drink... when you've scored the right girl.

Whole lot of fun huh?