If I had a boat
I'd go out on the ocean
And if I had a pony
I'd ride him on my boat
And we could all together
Go out on the ocean
Me upon my pony on my boat
Procuring a boat has become a high priority item lately. Not a real boat, necessarily, but at least a figurative one to take me away from here and get some breathing room. A real boat would be nice, but I don't want or need the hassle of a hole in the water into which I pour money. A pony would be cool, my daughter would get a kick out of riding it I'm sure. Don't know as I'm ready for the upkeep, though, I've enough complications as it is.
The idea of getting up and going, though...
The mystery masked man was smart
He got himself a Tonto
'Cause Tonto did the dirty work for free
But Tonto he was smarter
And one day said kemo sabe
"Kiss my ass, I bought a boat
I'm going out to sea"
The kemo sabes in life have gotten louder and more insistent, more up in my grill. The chain is taut and that collar is making me choke, and they stand just out of reach...if only the collar would slip...The itch, the urge, to say "Kiss my ass" has grown stronger in the face of all the poking and provoking.
But I can't say it, not now, not yet. This is not the time. I'm praying I find that boat soon.
Lyrics used w/o permission, from "If I Had A Boat" by Lyle Lovett (Pontiac, 1988)