Arizona by Pedro Guerra
Arizona curled up with California, then she tried to hide the whole thing from New Mexico, who knew before he saw them making out in Yuma that she had been loving someone new.
But California, not California.
How could you?
The bully loved her cactus, the underdog her pine.
But she would only love one at a time.
New Mexico has always hated California,
And though he knew that Arizona wore the pants,
He got loaded and he started throwing punches.
The poor Injun never had a chance.
Scissors cut paper.
Paper covers rock.
Rock crushes Scissors.
Scissors fall apart.