what’s bad for me
I like my liquor
and I like my sweets
I like cheap cigars
and young girl’s teats
and I like my men
I like to lay in the sun
and bake till I’m red
I like rebels
guys that fight
for just about anything
if the cause is right
beer for breakfast
a morning of writing
a **** and a shower
a yell and a holla
out the door
driving
a hundred miles
and hour