All my friends had settle down…

All my friends had settle down.

A Poem by Coyote Poetry

 It is Ken fault. His poem made me yearn for a tavern, a few pretty gals and the Texas two-step. This is a real story. Please don’t tell the wife. 

All my friends had settle down….

A Friday night and no-one wanted to go drinking with me.

A bloody Friday night and my friends.

Watching Hulu and Netflix with their fat wives.

I am singing alone in my house.

No-body love me no-more,

no-one want to have fun no-more.

Their damn wives hate me.

They think I am the bad example.

Just because I made their husband laugh again.

I went to band night in Hamtramck alone and

I was the oldest man in the line.

A hard core lady stood in the front of me.

She had three barely dressed girls with her.

They wore black sexy dresses and stocking.

The rough looking one had written on the back of her jacket.

I give blowjobs for free.

She turned to me and I told her.

I love your jacket, you make me smile.

She had a G.I Joe haircut and she smiled.

She told me my name is Jesse and she told me, you are so cute.

And I told her.

You are so damn cute, glad to meet you.

I told her my name was Johnnie be bad.

We discussed Motorhead in the slow moving lines.

The women were a three-some, I believe.

I didn’t care.

Was a five band night of hard rock and roll.

I got in and I found me a seat and I ordered many beers.

I sat with my four beers and Jesse joined me.

She asked, can I sit?

I told her. You are the best friend I have tonight.

All my good friends are resting somewhere.

She laughed at my words. She told me.

Johnnie be bad, let’s order some more beer.

Let’s drink till we cannot see.

We drank the beer I ordered and she bought four more beer.

The music was outstanding.

Each band different and so loud.

After me and my new friend Jesse killed 10 beers and

10 shots of whiskey.

She told me, she loved me and I told her.

I loved her too.

A really pretty girl sitting with a dead-beat boyfriend sat near us.

I talked to her and I made her laugh.

Her boyfriend, a dead fish couldn’t believe a old man could steal the attention of his girlfriend.

Her name was Maria, a 23 year old Iranian beauty. Me and Jesse sang together.

“Maria, Maria. Prettiest gal in our world. 

Please dance with us. We love you so.

You are the prettiest girl in our world and

we love you wild and beautiful Maria.”

She laughed at our song and she asked.

Please dance with me.

I love to dance and my boyfriend is scare.

We took Maria to the dance floor.

The music was hard and demanding.

Maria went wild and me/Jesse.

We try to keep up.

She was a beauty for the ages.

We lets her go wild into the deep hard rock.

She was smiling and she made me smile too.

She was a natural beauty with the spirit of a lion.

After many songs, she rested in my arms and

I told her. Never accept less.

Find someone to excite your mind and body.

Dead-beat Pete need a lamb and you are a lioness.

The five hours went by quickly and I told Maria and Jesse.

Thank you for this night.

I needed wolves tonight, not cattle and you were wolves.

Maria told me, thank you for teaching me.

I am more than a girlfriend.

I am alive and I need to live.

I told her, beautiful Maria, dancing Maria.

Never accept less, always ask for more.

She kissed my face and she whispered.

Please stay the same and one day, we will dance again.

Jesse told me. Johnnie, you are cool with me and my friends.

You are a wild man. You haven’t gave-up yet.

Please Johnnie, come back to the club.

Me and my friend will entertain you always.

I kissed her forehead and her lips. I told her.

You are the prettiest gal in Hamtramck and I adore you.

She laughed at my words and she told me.

Don’t get old Johnnie. Waiting for death.

Leave us barren.

Dancing Coyote