Cruising in the Foothills


Seems crazy to me
But that's what I hear
You were cruising your bike
And got hit by a deer.

It wasn't the speed
And it wasn't the turns
The deer took a dive
Right off of that berm.

You slid down the road
Sometimes on your face
And the critter that caused it
Was out of that place.

The cops were right there
It's always that way
You got no insurance
Ah !! You are gonna pay.

So it's back to square one
that's always a drag
But to snivel and sulk
Was never your bag.

Your putt can be fixed
And your body will heal
Let's get you a deer tag
Hunting season is near.

CAC
(2002)
Written
for a friend