Shit Kickin and Toad Lickin

L was flying down state 95
Just ten miles East of Blyth
Hot Rod Lincoln blaring on the radio
My ole pickup truck lt overheated
L had to stop and find some shade
Underneath a Palo Verde tree
A blg ole Toad There he spoke to me
He sald "Why don't you
Give me just a little lick Right here, Right behind my ear

Now you may think lt's a little funny, but l can guarantee
You will thank me ln the end my Friend--

Not wanting to disappoint my new found friend
L took a little tiny lick
And washed lt down with a Beer
After Frothin at the mouth for a little blt
My Consciousness lt took a hit
And headed south ln a flood of light

There are no word that can describe what happened next-
But l can say for sure without a doubt, unequivocally
My brand new Paradigm got tangled up with my Epiphany!!



Credits
Writer(s): Jeff Gardiner, Stephen E Watkins
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