Scott L. — Number One Raider

Written By Scott L.

Riding to the Beat

Gunslinger

Legendary sharpshooter—lightning-quick—

he whips his pistols—trigger pulled—

because he’s bad.

Real bad.

Quick draw.

No flaw.

He’s got laser eyes

that’ll burn your hair—

bad hair day.

Just like Superman.

Scott L. never has one.

Always superfine—

Number One Raider.

Ladies—

hypnotized—

by the glide,

by the slide.

No rhyme.

No dime.

Still shine.

Scott L.,

Number One Raider—

mounts his ride,

headphones on—

LL Cool J—

game on.

—dust lifts—

Wile E. Coyote chasing

Road Runner—

gone in a blink—

All you mothers—

hide your daughters!

Scott L.,

Number One Raider—

ridin’ to town—

knockin’ ’em out.

From the S…

to the R…

Scott L.,

Number One Raider!

Scott L.

Born Blessed in South Korea in 1969 and raised in Baltimore, I’ve built a career with 20 years in customer service and 10 years in behavioral health. The crowning jewel of my studies came when I earned the only passing grade of an A from a Harvard professor — a true master of the craft of Shakespeare

And the English language, whose guidance opened the gateway to worlds of imagination, discipline, and wonder.

Married for 25 years, I share the good life with two dogs (Isabella and Juliet) and one cat named Maddie. In my free time, I enjoy writing, biking, gospel music, and spending time with my pastor and friends.

https://www.eastwindpoems.site
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