The Atoll

Miguel (cont.)
Is nothing sacred anymore these days?
Silvio
He used the treasure chest more stale hot air
And velvet foil than loot as flutterboard
To reach dry safety from the undertow
Giacomo
Si I collect great army surplus kitsch
For others its coins spoons and postage stamps
Silvio
I hitched four coke tequila flasks big risk
Gloria
My spoon collection has a global slant
Hector
Thats off his chest but not his loaded brain
Miguel
I kept some great respect for you up till
The carjack kidnap castaway ordeal
Id but seen your stark mugshots you pair there
In racy red topped tabloids I did though