vdaypoem
February 15, 2002, 12:43 a.m.
This is the epitome of a dirty bar poem:
"Jess,
You write lots of poems but there[sic] all for Skip,
I'm gonna do you real hard so get a good grip--
Skip's dog is Peppar[sic]
my dog is Rover,
I like it like they do so baby bend over.
Corey"
Only at my bar do the bartenders make me feel this good.