An odd little game With a bit of twist - You shed all your clothes With a flick of the wrist. Josh and Amanda, This was their plan To throw down some rocks And hit cars when they can. A piece of their clothing Remove when they struck One of the lights Of a car or a truck. So up on a hillside To an overpass hid The pair in their clothes To do as they’d bid. As headlights were shattered, Their shirts and their pants Fell from their bodies While exchanged they a glance. Then back for another And another stone threw, ‘Til they stood nearly naked As they said they would do. But the cops came a-calling And took them away And dressed them both up In prison suits gray. They’ll make an appearance Fully dressed they’ll arrive At the courtroom of honor A defense they’ll contrive. But filmed they both were In the game they engaged, And the next time they strip They’ll be searched and then caged.