Hydra

He put his winnings into a ticket
The end was near but he said let’s stick it
Out
Despite doubt

She said: I’ll call you mine when we’re on one shore
But cross state lines and I’ll call no more
You’re gone
So long

Her bathing suit is tight and sexy
They have a swim
Make love and next he
Dines
With wine
And pills

Then he serenades her in the crowded square
His voice is out of tune but she doesn't care
It’s fine
He’s mine