Five thousand miles.
The voo-doo angels
dissipate into thin air
Bob Marley, Neil Young and Dylan
start the day.
Went to Savannah
for the crabmelt
beneath her belt.
Spanish moss
falls in the afternoon
onto cobbled back streets.
South Carolina to witness
the Atlantic's slow motion.
Return to Florida
where Jerry
works on me
about my
lack of creativity.
I confess
by breaking
the ten commandments
unable of
reciting Hail Mary's.
Saw a Baptist church
on Devilwood Street
Hallelujah.
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" Lucinda "
Good friends,and alligators out on my back porch,
My friends they hail from the land they call the Great White North,
They came across the southland, from the West coast to the East,
They'll soon be headed back, but for now it's time to feast.
So when they load up 'ol Lucinda and get back out on the road I hope they say...
I'm glad we came to Florida,I had a damn good time.
They travel every year, for three months,maybe four.
This year they they ended up, here at my front door,
Talkin bout Lucky Stick's,and fishing with a Lucky Worm,
I know that while my friend were here, I had a damn good time.
So when they load up 'ol Lucinda and get back out on the road I hope they say...I'm glad we came to Florida,We had a damn good time.
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