Au revoir, P.W.

He didn’t make
monkeys.
He just 
trained them.

Because everyone 
he knew 
had a big 
“but”…

So he hit 
the road,
not
the drive-in.

Not some 
other
crappy bike.

Ghosts 
of the highway.
Like a garbage 
truck.

It’s not so 
bad 
in the big
house, 
Mickey said.

We all
saved 
our questions for
the end 
of the tour.

Can you say 
tortilla?

A lifetime 
later
we don’t remember
the Alamo
we remember
the basement.

Au revoir, P.W.

I took 
a picture
so it would 
last 
longer.