The Best Witness(Inspired At Starbucks#7)

That little Cacti sitting in the Nevada sun, was the best witness sitting along the tarry black gravel road watching waiting night and day, it stares seeing all it has seen it all the husbands coming home from work and a session of banging the secretary it has seen it the gang taking that poor schmuck, shooting, hacking and dumping in a stale grave it has seen it all the howling and screaming the commotion of the desert chilling every fiber until the sun shines heating everything, including the Cacti the best witness