San Pedro
 
 

San Pedro
tan like whiskey he is,
hot lick of cactus his skin
sweats a hundred thousand
reasons to leave;
but her two pair 
got his poor house beat.
And when the ground
starts hissin', San Pedro,
he gonna piss the time
with stiff necked Jack,
pissin' over his one good tooth
like a muddy river over bark.
 
 
 
 
 

words © 2000 Brock Bowman
image © 2000 Jon Reischl