Pulling On a Mexican Straw

I'm pulling on a Mexican straw
 Work is done, so I got outta Dodge
 Now I'm happy to just lie here all day
 Pulling on a Mexican straw

 Life here is so slow
 Don't know if I'll ever go
 I am finally away from it all
 Pulling on a Mexican straw

 My glass sweats in the heat
 It's a race to finish the drink
 Lot's of time to lie here I think
 Pulling on Mexican straws

 The sun is baking bread
 Lost all urge to get ahead
 Doing nothing is such a ball
 Pulling on a Mexican straw

 Plugged in my '59 Plain Top
 Playing like I'll never stop
 No phone for making calls
 I just keep pulling on Mexican straws

 I'm pulling on a Mexican straw
 There's no time to plug in the clock
 I'm gonna stay here playing my Paul
 And pull on a Mexican straw
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July 6, 2018 at 12:42 AM
Hi Jennifer.. I thoroughly enjoyed reading your well crafted write this evening. I always appreciate the giftings of a pen in the hand of a poet!
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July 6, 2018 at 9:12 AM
Thank you. My Muse came to me late in life, but that's ok too. I think I was having a Margarita to get in the mood when I penned this :)
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