Romeo Naces Poet Rhyme

Schwarzenegger Staggers

Smashing bottles, making chairs fly,
nights like this he gets really high,
quaffing down his last, cold bitter,
wishing he were Schwarzenegger.


            But, at once, his raging chills down
            as he sees the big bouncer's frown,
            bluntly reminding him about
            how last night that brute kicked him out

            into the street like a doormat
            for no reason other than that
            he smooched the sweet songstress' chin,
            thought he could take her for a spin.


How her songs spiced up his night life,
but then she was the bouncer's wife;
now he starts to sway and stagger,
dreaming he were Schwarzenegger!

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