Peanut rides his bike around

The drive-in in the daytime

Bagging trash and hanging up

The speakers on their poles



When he finds a bottle

He imagines women drinking from it

What it looked like how it sounded

Trickling down their throats



Peanut has a brother, lost his father

Hardly sees his mother

Once a month he visits

At her trailer near the lake



Sometimes when it's not too humid

Chances are you'll catch him spearing

Shiners in the spillway

With a nail on a stick



Peanut knows a guy

His name is mike he's not too bright

He says he'll suck you for a cigarette

Down underneath the bridge



The very though disgusts him

¡°i don¡®t see how you could trust him,¡±

He says, ¡°if i get my pecker sucked

It sure won't be by him.¡±


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