tough day santa barbaraA Poem by keithweather iz kooltough day santa barbara ![]() tough day santa barbara weather iz kool not solitaire cloud in the sky hot glary the tanning women aren't beautiful but when comparing west virginia is starting to look gooder i don't care one bit about donnie dik brains his destined world death spiral the simpleton grift is done but that really don't matter none I GOT BEANS! JELLY BEANS! i had eaten my way to a diabetic koma my sugars had spiked off the meter red cross bus took me away from the table sealed left-over bean scraps empty bags and all in monster sized loc-zip bags claimed report said i had consumed 30 ounces in few hours 3 bags them nice people insisted i stay awhile now they have me as guest suite number 9 the great space of zero windows a robe offered warm and white it keeps me hugging myself dusk to dawn and back again again again life is again now i'll have some beans! i wonder what what breakfast will bring certainly will come with a bendy straw ain't life grand when ya can throw your hands up in the air act like ya really don't care ya don't want to stop and simply say ... fuk it! now where oh where have my jelly beans gone oh where oh where i really don't care stop the bloods of iran ![]() seriously folks stop the bloods of iran © 2026 keith |
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