Daily mission for the sweet sugar soda pop
Rickies
Swingaroo-quickies over shoulder drop
Out the dirt
What a mighty fine sunny one
Candy shoppe swing
Sour gummies fun
Bubble gum
At the door, gents with their sweetie pies
Staring on father's beady eyes seem surprised
To the Field
Laying out the red and white
Checkered double decker swine swiss on the set tonight
Past the archie comics in the blades of grass
Antannea twitching - heads up data map
Beacon by the snuggled lovers as they take a nap
What kids did before popping in the betamax
Young naive theres no sado masch
Conga cable to the makeshift tablemat
Not looking for the carrots or the raisin packs
Heading for the bowl with the sweet sweet potato mash
Let's see.
Red, purple or the fingerlings?
Leave the russets for crinkle cutter single zings
No fussin'
No mussin from the wifey
On the windowsill I'm hype checking out what she's been dicing
Squeeze of lemon
Little dill
Mustard marinade
I'm back
Salivating once she starting frying up the bacon fat
Coat the taters
Throw in onion and the salt-n-pep
An astonishing amount of sugar
Plus the vinaigrette
In the fridgidare
Sealed the tupper
Me,
It's back to the lab to tell my brothers
And sisters
It's business
So we do the march
By the time we get there the whole fam is living large
Paper plates piled high so resplendent
In one hand
In the other,
Icy cold refreshments
For them just another day for them
For us it was our Alamo
So they didn't notice when we climbed inside the salad bow