I broke down
And with a little help
Slipped a message
Into a bottle
And put it on the shelf.
Everyone that came
Into that bar
Seen the picture
On that green bottle .
Soon they would be askin' for a shot
" Of the Good Stuff "
( With the touch of Blood )
I had instructed my friend
The barkeep
Before I had left the place
To send that bottle on its journey
( when I was far enough away )
For you see
I was quite a rarity .
Some thought
I was extinct
In this part of the Country
They asked
Have you seen him
Eat and drink ?
No one wants to be you
After lonely replaces fast.
I am getting worried
That I will be the last.
If that bottle should reach you
I gave directions to where I am.
In search of another
Jaguar mate
To do what Jaguars
Do
Best
Wishes
To my new friend
KS
.