The Scarlet Scribe

On donned the claret cap,
the scarlet scribe resides,
strolling in sagacious steps
across the fields of the mind!

Yup, Bubba Guru has it all,
wisdom flows from his Budwiser wisdom,
a dribble, a drab,
red eye mornings
match his hat!

It’s ya all listen now,
lend me your ears,
corn type that is,
we gonna brew some smarts,
white lightning still thoughts.

Then we’ll head down to the fishing hole
maybe even take a pole,
or be fishers of men
like it says in the good book,
only it never mentions hookers,
we’ll dang they seem to do the best
at catching men anyhow.

Never mind,
since we all is doing just fine,
gotten some pork rinds and brew,
which is a paradise that will do.