Tuesday

there's sometimes a buggy
bucked against a trusting curb
truant installment
the cowboy dives and blinds
now h’said now that’s
what I call anything in sight
in sad in said buggy up-
side minded rivener’d tell it to the quiet
quit an anastatic keep
up your drug needs and cold suds
now Sandy is the one to ID
he baded to doze over ledges
dumber than easy any way
every next cagy guy figuring h’self
the old kind all kinds of lucky
struck love in the muvys
now what he drew up
yeah said you get it
three’s the inkling unahead
how many drivers
does a buggy have

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

get along, little doggies