The Illusion

I was once out in the desert with a friend
 A sandy place with whom one can depend
 One lone green cactus in the center
 We have been walking for miles
 Looking for a rich source of water
 We both often would falter
 The sun beat down on my baseball cap
 It was then I thought I seen a source to tap
 An incredible pool of fresh water
 But my mind played tricks on me
 For it was all an illusion
 The hill of sand seared my face
 I was then blinded for a moment
 Then at last we made it through a pass
 This then lead to a road and there it stood
 The Heavy Hitters Saloon
 Me & my buddy were so very happy
 For we finally made it to civilization
 Which wanted me to take a break on a long awaited vacation
 I was down to my last thin dime
 Had to do dishes to pay for our dinners
 Managed to make a collect call with my dime to a guy named Paul
 Who sent us on a first class ticket in a Uhaul to Buffalo
 Was this all an illusion ?
 In fact you have every right to know.