Saturday, 30 August 2008

Bud





A tall bearded man in a tight green satin dress
Stands in front of the U.S. flag drinking Budweiser
I can’t speak for him, but I feel like I am trying,
There is a horse in my bath tub for instance
The night smiles sarcastically when it finally arrives
Wherever you go, there will be no love or too much
I know that’s no match for the things you know
The man in the green dress is grinning from ear to ear