truth or dare?
they ask the crowd
listening in, mouths aloud
'dare!' they screech and green dress smiles
her gorgeous sapphires for miles
i sit inbetween a boy and girl
probably wrecking their saliva swirl
the bottle is spun
the game begun
it lands on me, green dress too
i hear a mighty 'boo'
'touch my girl and you are dead'
nodding, i decided to not be said
'truth or dare?' they leer
green dress says loud and clear
'dare, of course' with a sneaky grin
this is trouble, drink the gin
blurred crowd, dare at hand
wobbling i stand
the dare was to kiss
an opportunity none would miss
because afterall green dress is perfect