Too **** cold
at the Pawley Resort.
No reason to distort,
gotta be bold
(I said to myself).

I needed to be
south of here.
Cracked open a beer,
decided to flee.
(I thought to myself).

Left at 12 noon
instead of ten.
Did not know when,
only knew soon
(I assured myself).

Deerfield Beach
on the left side coast.
10 p.m. at the most
not otta reach
(I prayed to myself).

Roasting and toasting
I lie by the pool.
Mom raised no fool,
wistful and coasting
(I grinned to myself).