Moonshine and Gunfire, Smoke did Sit. Breakfast made by Grandmother, Mix the Liquid Perfect.

Moonshine and Gunfire,
light a Match to these Old blue Jeans. An Unruly Joke is Tricky, to someone so Naive.

Moonshine and Gunfire,
Rest in the early Morning Garden. Tell a Story of the Prickly rose, in a Vase feeling Nostalgic.

Moonshine and Gunfire,
Only for the price of a Dime. My Mouth may be Thirsty, but this...