The art, adventures, wit (or lack thereof), verse, ramblings, lyrics, stories, rants & raves of Christopher R. Bakunas
Eddie Arana, Rick Thibodeau, & Chris Bakunas San Diego, Ca. March 2012
Friday, June 14, 2013
They Danced Until The Band Left The Stage
He served up his compliments
With a whiskey chaser
Wants his ashes scattered
Over the South Pacific
Doesn't want evidence
Of his existence
Left behind
She spent hours composing advertisements
Looking for a savior
Asked if faith was all that mattered
She wasn't quite specific
As long as there was blessedness
A little subsistence
She'd be fine
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