Saturday, December 24, 2016

9012. STRATEGY

STRATEGY
I'd like to ramp up this oasis 
into a real resort. Five bucks 
for a small cup of water. 
Everything three times the 
price. The shits will still 
come here : all those silly
mad-ass bikers and their 
deep-diving babes. Tattoos 
on their foreheads and
swaggers in their shades. 
Twice a year, we got 'em, 
guaranteed. They know 
no better, take it from me.
Just keep feeding them 
watery beer. If they can
make it to Oswego, they
can make it to here.

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