i got food poisoning this one night years later i told my mom the rest of the story so she'd get that after that guy pulled a gun on me in comayaguela coz i pushed him after he fake punched me the silly blondie in shorts boy did i fly like the wind and didn't think about the food poisoning all night the death by belly ache biting my pillow to hide the groans i saw a bus moving and ran for it the driver wove me aboard and floored it and i couldn't stop giggling i hope it didn't just scream gringo asshole touring on a shoestring coz the night before the cops were patting down all the men "looking for guns" they said shhhyeahright they said at the stand where i got my shrimp fried rice and here the song cycles back to the start the point is the belly ache stopped and a few years later a flood from a hurricane crashed down the river flattened the town and my country fed on it so, viva zelaya, viva zelaya coban smelled like cardamom
