Riding fast, I heard the blast
Of a shotgun behind me.
Pull over! They shouted,
But I wouldn’t give in.
I raced the sheriff
To the border, and that’s
Where I made my stand.
I got out some sugar,
Some lemonade mix,
And a jug of water.
I mixed it all together,
One last time.
Thirsty? I asked,
With a broad grin.
Not this time, Cisco.
But I’ll be watching you.
Stumbling along the sidewalk 