So this is the New Mexico.

What crap was the old one

to make this?

 

In Albuquerque from

Spider Spoon Restaurant

by fake antique bus

to Old Town.

 

Well, well!

There's another failed actor

shot dead

in the middle of the street.

 

Yesterdaves with an Elvis suit,

Yuk Mexican food

and crap Indian 'art'.

 

A soulless new, sprawling

concrete city with

a nice mountain outside.

 

The clowns in the civic plaza

clearly designed and ran the town.

 

A fire truck driven by a dalmation

trundled around.

Repeatedly saying

"whoops - excuse me."

 

The singing horse

in a glass box

asking for a dollar,

was the friendliest

thing around.

 

No shops.

Not safe to walk

they said.

 

Homeless people hovered

around the outskirts.

 

At Roswell

aliens chose to land in 1947.

What taste can they have?

 

Branson is building his space port here.

No doubt to move the homeless

a little further away

so they don't frighten

the conference trade.

 

Here lives 'Strong City'

who know, through their Messiah

Michael that the end of the world

is to happen on 15th December 2007

at midnight.

The calculation is certain.

Just like the last one was.

Oops!