drove to the heart of my city, took a 10 Exchange St. toke hid my bleach blonde hair under my black hood slipped past the doorman because you were inside got a recommendation for the cheapest, best beer Shipyard, 4:20, "it's strong" he said, and $2.50! played tickle with my buddy's hermaphrodite pickle refused offers to go "upstairs" and watch ya'll electronically fight each other, excused myself to the front of your stage, Jerry garcia wanna-be spilling my beer, shaking it off my hand, bouncing my knees it was all downhill from there made a friend, large dark woman beautiful, wild, carefree she said, "Wanna make-out?" I only had the courage to kiss no tongue, "it's okay you said no" high on the down low, on stage as directed by the band manager unusual, miraculous, fabulous with my new-found wild twin dancing like an Arabian princess lights and eyes all over me screaming, "WE LOVE YOU!" (motherfuckers) convinced to kick off my birkies I was hopping and spinning with the best of 'em and when it was all over what did you do? you failed to match my passion forty-two and still toking weed in the back alley during your break the 4.20 hype short-lived