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.