P G First Friday
First Friday in PG
I was waiting for the bus late
Forcing me to go home from Monterey
By the bus coming after eight
Cars inched past
People walked care free
With music on the streets
And gallery opening to see
I might just as well ride home
Along the pleasant coast
The sea lying sleepy off the beaches
The gulls seeking edible riches
I then felt an urge to to pee
And went to the cinema
The guy behind the counter
Insisted that I buy some water
Before he could let me in
To pass water