Buck Cup

Drink from buck cup - hiccup! Shot booze - snooze zzzzzzzs Bee buzz. Honey in tea for me One eye open, need buck cup Lucky cup, supper drink a cup Of brewed cinnamon brew too Blues on the radio, sip. Dip Cookie, I'm no rookie to drip Drip, coffee smells fill the room Smoking cigarettes, no regrets Filling the pages without gloom Fruit juice with my coffee morn A new day is born. No morning Can start my day without dismay I can say it's the day of mourning No scorning, no spanky, no hanky Angels on high, sigh a sign of relief That grief has left, deaf to my ear No fear, no more tears, no jeering Just pretty earrings, pearls of oysters Oyster crackers in my soup. Scoop A story with glory to the flags on The wall. Eagles in the hall, tall and Small. On the walls: fish and dishes, Tall tales, whales, foxes, boxes of Dishes - I wish forever more to store My things and bring happiness to Those without a doubt. In a drought I have water. Slaughter a cow, how Else can you grill without the kill. Still waters run deep in my buck cup. I will still hiccup, and supper potluck.