[HEMISENT]

A chill in the air, A few flakes on the ground.
A kazoo in the distance, holiday cheer all around.
They rush to head out, put the old year to bed.
Visions of nooky dance in their heads.

Step up to the rail, place your order with glee.
one down, then two down, before you know it, count three.
The bright lights and loud sounds all add to their fun
each guy spots a girl he just knows is the one.

The boys are all strutting, posturing for position.
trying to look manly in a manly tradition.

The girls, now the girls need do nothing at all
for their charms are self evident, it's natures best call.
The thick ones and thin ones the shy and the vexing,
after three or four drinks they are all just as sexy.

The hour grows near as the minutes tick by.
at this time of night each girl has her guy.
The crowd swells with joy as the year, it grows short.
just enough left to put down one last snort.

Soon it has come, the new year at last.
let's throw out tradition, lets break with the past.
A smile or a wink, a light touch is all
a message received, let's answer the call.

Scrambling and shuffling in a hurry they go
out the front steps and into the snow.
Unlock the doors, start up the engine
locked in embrace, they drop all pretention.

Look left then look right, now pull out in the flow
nothing to worry about he knows he can go.
Anticipation is rising, hearts beating like hell
this night will break records they both can tell.

Looks full of passion and promise and love
are rapidly trounced by someone above.
A loud hiss of air, a cloth bag in their faces
the belts both snap tight locking them in their places.

The blaring of horns and the tinkle of glass.
Leads both to believe they just stuffed a cop in the ass!