You are Cordially Invited to do it Again

Sticks and stones may break my bones;
but whips and chains excite me.
So throw me down like you own
and make the loudest orgie.

Sex, drugs, and rock & roll
is what I am all about.
Try to score and make a goal.
I'll be screaming without a doubt.

I'll be so fast
you'll forget to wash the sheets.
You'll want to make it last;
but I'll make you hold onto your seat.

When you read this poem
take this as your invitation.
We'll do it wherever you want to go.
Until tomorrow this will be your crawling irritation.

(Joe you found it)