High Desert Blues

I love the high desert with all of its sights,

But everything here sticks, stings or bites.

A Spanish Bayonet will run you on through,

Don’t grab a Cholla whatever you do.

A Mesquite thorn will flatten your tire,

An Ocotillo fence is tough as barb wire.

A Scorpion’s tail can cause you to wail,

And without fail, one’s ‘neath your pail.

A Mojave Rattler is as mean as can be,

And he’s not afraid of you or of me.

A Killer Bee’s sting can bring you to tears,

The rest of the swarm will heighten your fears.

The Black Widow Spider hides in the shed,

She’ll sting her mate until he is dead.

The Sand Burrs look like luscious green grass,

But even Old Dobbin must take a pass.

Tie up your dog when the Porky’s about,

Or you’ll be pickin’ quills from his snout.

A Gila Monster is sluggish and slow,

But don’t let one chew on your big toe.

The Vultures and Coyotes really don’t care,

If you were left dead by an ol’ mama Bear.

Yes, everything here sticks, stings or bites,

And all of us have taken some frights.

There’s just one exception to this general rule,

And if I didn’t tell you, I’d be a durn fool.

At the Santa Cruz River the fish never bite,

To tell you the truth, there ain’t none in sight!

LDT January 20, ‘24

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