Vegas Baby

Valentino 

desert rocks 

floating down a 

river of life. 

The smell of

bubble bath

circulates in

the air 

while the 

sphinx watches

the night 

sky. 

Scratching 

the itchy nose

of the faithful

desert donkey

while 

Paris calls 

to my 

fancy girl 

soul. 

We walk

in true

Fremont Street

style

while 

saddle sitting

drinking.

Its 

Vegas Baby

and its all ours.