In And Out Of The Night Poem by tierra fisher

Lets fly,
The drums of the engine
with the speed of the ride
and the roar of the riders
takes you to the perfect high
the cats will come creeping
the dogs will get loose
the animals are going crazy
and that's the real news
the music is blasting
and we don't care
the ecstasy is nerve racking
like a possessive flare
their is no escape, their is no denial
people are going on a frenzy nobody is being shy
so baby do me a favor and lets fly