Smiling With All Of My Teeth Poem by Larry Houston

Damn
this is bad,
five guys with violent intent
taking us out in the county
in a grey van with a loud muffler,
and a cracked windshield,
planning to beat our asses for something we didn't do.
shaking with fear, I have to admit they were smooth.
One guy came in, "want some blow? "
"Yes" we bleated, like sheep
searching his pockets, he decided it was out in the van
we followed him out. He looked around "let's ride away from these houses"
around the corner were four more,
the van stopped, they piled in
Tim and I looked at each other, what the…?
"You boys stole our sound equipment."
"What? " Tim said.
I started to wonder what I would look like minus some teeth.
It took damn near an hour, but we finally convinced them it wasn't us
They put us out
we had to walk back to town
But I still had all of my teeth.