To the "gentleman" in the blue truck.

“You’re a hot b****”

Oh marry me, young sir,

Your eloquence astounds

Alas, I cannot answer you

If you won’t slow down.

Passing quickly by me

When I hear your tender cry.

But if you want me so badly

Why drive on by?

Could it be you don’t

Really want my smile or my love?

But to put me in my “place”

With me below,

And you… “above”.