Amigo
Me and a old friend crossed the boarder
to spend some hard earned dinro.
I caught the clap.
And he got that nifty sombrero.
Two barflys talkin trash bout seniorities
and a joke about a donkey show.
Im reflecting over times spent.
With my favorite Amigo.
Got ripped on some tequila the very
first day.
Drank some water and at the hospital we
had to stay.
Got into a fight with some guy waving a knife.
I sat and drank my cervassa.
While my buddy ran for his life.
We met a fella called jose.
Said for tweenty pesos in his
crambed cassa.
We could stay
Was a great trip till Gary slipped me some
acid at the bullfight.
Decided to charge the bull and got knocked
clean outtha sight.
Woke up in a cell seems like trouble follows us
everywhere we go.
Im stuck here in the clink.
With my old amigo.
Still a little high I thought i saw Buhda wearing
Elvis glasses.
End's up I was talkin to some he she
making passes.
In only a few months time we were free.
I said well whats next?
And Gary replied dam dont you have some place to be.
With no passports along with some other
new friends across that boader so silently
we did go.
Add another chapter for next time it's vegas
for me and my amigo.
Copyright © John Patrick Robbins Aka Gonzo | Year Posted 2009
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