Ozark Happenings

Wakarusa bound, ready to get unwound and sling a couple pounds
No rounds needed, peace persists in the Ozark Rifts.  
Brothers and sisters who drift sip merily on frozen fifths.
Flagrant Grey Goose guzzlers  
dodge Wookie buzzards that smell of mustard.

I got alligator tranquilizer stashed inside my Kangol visor
so get your nostrils ready the dosage will be heavy.
Rumrunners to-go before Thievery Corporation shows
keep me limber in the front row.

Time travelling eskimo pot farmers
feverishly gathering the herbs  
and nutrients needed to survive another cold one.

Reaching into the cooler I see cold ones
stacked from front to back, liquid lunch
has been served.

Trace elements of laced setiments are
quite common in this residence.
The President has no presidence  
speak now dont be hesitant.

Non-vertabraes with vertigo
converging in slow motion  
at the bottom of the ocean.
This 20 dollar potion  
is the lotion for your souls emotion.

The Guns of Navarone have never known
which direction their bullets go
its summertime in the freezing snow
with tanks full of N-2-O