sat in summer heat
with little umbrellas
and big margaritas,
shootin' the shit
and defying the sun.
They thought they were smart, but
as it goes and it goes
the sun burnt 'em
and bruised 'em 'til mush,
to make his dinner guests peach margaritas.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
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