Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Taco, Taco
how I love you so

when i get home
and i'm all alone
you are here and
you love me so

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thank you, thank you...i'll be here all night!

LOL!

what's his name (oh you know his name) once wrote me a poem called "the perfect taco"

too funny

he even recited it on stage .... dedicated it to me...

how embarrassing

The Perfect Taco

I love to eat more than I love to fuck
if what I'm eating is the Right Taco
If they put tacos in catalogues
and you picked the out by sight
I'd know in a mexican second
just which one was right
by how the edges curled around
on the folds of the tortilla
and how this part here is soft
and this part may be a
little harder if I press with
my tongue to test it
and it smells like smoky meat
and when you nest it in
lettuce all around and then
the sauce is what really makes
a taco shine with jalapeno fury
and the hotter and the pinker
the better is is to bury
your face in that perfect taco

funny I thought I would get a response from Clay! i was going to write in parenthasis (in the style of Lightning Rod)

in all seriousness I got home last night after a night of drinking and dancing and wrote it on here, actually meaning the literal taco, cause i had one when I came home. AI always eat after going out, even if its like 3 in the morning.

hit send then realized as I litterally fell into bed-clothes still on (I may have partied a little too hardy) i laughed realizing the double entendra

what can I say at the age of 23 my life is pretty much only about simple things, drinking, dancing and tacos (no matter how you interpret that!)

sweet poem clay.

ahhh...tacos...okay...yup...right now i'm thinking of chicken enchiladas...with three kinds of cheese ...sour cream... anyway...just what i'm thinking at the moment.