Mr & Mrs Beach

Royalty in alpaca and weejuns,
blonde king with khaki crown,
statuesque queen from robin's forest.
Soulful sound delivered
to armories and veteran huts.
Beach rhythm audio,
Zodiacs, Tams, Georgia Prophet bands
booked by our king and queen.
Last bastian from British invasion,
southern belles - redneck dukes
being black on a Saturday night.

Thorne come apart several years ago,
she back to the forest,
he travels with a mardi gras band,
hair still blonde as ever.
Separately not collectively seen,
when each one passes in my view-
horns come alive, music kills the blues,
here comes Saturday nite,
And I still get some sand in my shoes.