Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Hey look, I'm using the Blog

Christopher Columbus, Transatlantic Cowboy

You know I’m baker’s best bread, baby.
So come on, Pocahontas
dip me in your gravy boat.

Because I wanna dance in your Wichita,
saddle up your South Dakota
and ride through those dusty black hills.

Hand over that Manhattan, sugar;
I got a whole pocket full of measles
just waiting to boil your skin off.

1 comment:

kevin said...

I'd watch the aliteration on that first line. I really like the sudden use of Manhatten, because it makes interesting connections between Pocahontas, Wichita, and then Manhatten? I wonder if either the pocket full of measles could do something other than boil skin, or if something else could boil the skin off though.