Desert rats <br />Take cover in the heat, <br />They know what to toss <br />And what to keep - <br />They skillfully hide under big sombreros <br />And down lots of water, <br />They've learned well when to sit, and when to quit, <br />When to stay, and when to scatter - <br />The desert calls them <br />Right to the edge of existence; <br />But, too wise are they, any foolish games to play, <br />For in the desert they have found the art of survival is patience - <br />Listen close my friends for the divine desert to call you... <br />By all means, come and see, <br />But, with eyes wide open tread slowly <br />Following the tracks of wise old desert rats... <br />Just like me. <br /> <br />(this is for my pal Juan O. A fellow 'desert rat'!)<br /><br />Smoky Hoss<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/desert-rats/
