Head For the Sand

Copyright © 2015 17.12.2015 5:52pm In the Banana Republic, you can meet senorita in the sand. A day from work, pesos in hand, head for the sand. No stress, the women are the best Pretty senoritas ready to rub a pirate's chest, chest full of pirate's loot, and no one gives a hoot. Away from slaving everyday, the discos and beaches are the way, away from motorists trying to run over everyone's feet White men still come to Paradise, paradise island and sunrise. He says, island people sure are nice. No wars, just lots of girls in bars, and even ugly tourists can be stars. Many island men sure seem happy with them old ladies in the sand. They always come back, leaving ole Sir Jack. No stress, no mess, the Caribbean Islands are the best. by: LPruitt **(on Facebook w/photo/theme: North Coast Poetry Society)