Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Leaving Land and Water
You're gonna love me when I'm gone,
So says the Bible of my man.
You're gonna drink up, I'm gonna drop
To a germicidal sea, so I'll saddle up!
Have you seen me this happy,
Have you ever listened
to my singing on Mondays 'neath a fire of showers?
Helluva palaver that Sunday and night---
Goodbye, salamanders, I'll be all right!