To those who drink sangria in the park.
What is the difference between lay and lie?
What is the difference between living and being conservative?
What is the lie?
Come on over here to my sigh.
I’m a lightly-sugared liberal.
I’m a newly minted lover.
I’m a slightly toasted cynic.
Here’s an idea:
let’s have a hydraulic picnic.
I’m pretty liberal with my sugar (the light and the dark),
sprinkling in the park, in the park.