The sublime was playing sax
as super creep waddled into town
with ill matching socks

The Fruiterers had overfed this
fine young man
into a well-figured gent

The Cigar dropped its ashes
forever figuratively,
pumping his diesel
for a Mercedes experience -
cruising on the top


The Summer Party
Why'd and what'd
they sought LIBERTY
their feet dancing
to the final whistle