In honor of my good friend, who died in a freak accident many many moons ago, I'm posting his last scribbles. He was truly, one of a kind.

Two Sides of the Wrong Coin

It wasn't his pride that got in the way
It was those silk panties
She wouldn't give it up

So he rode down the road
His headlight disengaged
He was flippin' two sides of the wrong coin
The man's losin' either way

Later down the highway
He dreams of three phase drunkenness
He plans on starting out evil handsome
Then turning into the charming Romeo of the west

Becoming distinctively invisible
Makes him a happy man
Bulletproof is the passion of his crime

When he gets that coin out the next time
I hope he gets lucky

egf 4/10/82