The Ballad of Pedro and Luis

It was hot and arid in the desert No wind, no breeze, not a breath And Pedro and Luis were lost And so very close to death. As they crawled across the sand As though trapped in still air The smell of bacon frying Seemed to hang around them there. Slightly ahead of his mate Pedro crested a dune to see Loads of Bacon Butties Hanging on a bacon buttie tree. Turning painfully around He said through rasping breath The Good Lord, he said, has Saved us from almost certain death Crawling painfully forward Eager for a life saving taste, Yards away from safety when All his effort went to waste. A machine gun opened fire Sending him close to his death. He tried to warn his friend With his very last breath: Luis crawl away from here, Crawl away man, in a rush, Eese not a bacon buttie tree Eese a deadly Ham Bush!!!!!!!