Our Man in Europe/now Belize, Dave Delacroix: "Bacon & BEANS!"
(dedicato: a C/W Ballad for (R.I.P.) Peter Nalty/Denver-Colorado. Keyboard Czar!)
"Bacon & Beans."
It's a long-foreskin story so I'll try to keep it (brief?) SHORT! Immortality wot it ought? After 70 Winters your clothes go to seed from riches to rags, your plumbing (?) has its needs? Who would' a guessed!?
(Bacon & BEANS!)
The love of my Life (all 2,000) left me pretty quick/cut short weekends lest I lose my "habit", my HOT-fast-quick-gun-trick Habanero-booga-loo? But socially, I saved their lives perhaps, High Society? But farewell kisses? The Salsa of my life? Thankyou-kisses were pretty rare.
(Bacon & BEANS!)
Way down in Ol' New Mexico after several killer-Burritos - ahem! Small bank robbery involved - I skedaddled cross USA/Mexican border (no passport needed in those days) to CIUDAD-TINY TOWN yet cornered (thanks to an alert by the pesky F.B.I.) THE FEDERALES!!! This was NO Willie Nelson Song! (Pancho & Lefty?) I was surrounded!
(Bacon & BEANS!)
YOWSA!! Plenty of BEANS!...
A month LATER getting a straight-edged razor shave & trim/Denver-Colorado Barber shop, a magazine, I read how half a small Mexican town had been GASSED/wiped out? So, from NOW ON - public safety involved - I'm on a strict DIET of Chips, SALSA and Coronas/Mex brewskies/Tequilla but only under subject to TORTURE! Please don't look me in the face nor remember my name.
(Bacon & BEANS!)
WHA_HOOOOO!!!!
(Basso-voce") Wha-HOOO!
c.2025. Dave Delacroix.
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