Ode to P(sycho)-outing

There was a psycho outing last nite.
We gossiped we played and met alrite.
Twenty-seven was the number
Order of the day was fab 4 den dinner
Fab 4 was corny fodder,
N dinner queue at Marche was forever.

So we went to N.Y.D.C instead,
Rice, pasta, amigoes and pepper we ate.
Many photos we took
Not alongst the "fright nite" creatures we mistook.
Many enjoyed ourselves like I did I'm sure,
There'd be more outings like this, I was told, assure.

Indochine was our next destination
Chilling out, now seems like our occupation.
Tequila, a bottle was the object.
Hanging loose and Elvin and Someone else, was the subject
The music was good no regrets,
The outing was nice, as good as you can get!