SANTA BARBARA

In a seedy bar, just south of town, a beer in my hand, I was looking around.

Four strangers a-sitting at a table nearby asked me to join them, so I bought them a round.

They told me a story, a horrible tale about a giant creature that lived at a lake.

Warning

If ever you go to the Sierra some day, never go camping in that out-of-way hole.

Best heed now our warning and please stay away from that place in that mountain that goes by the name - Graveyard lakes.