TO PUT A STARTLING
SONG WESTWARD
Let's go then : out the chute and down the mile,
rolling the ages of hay through our minds. Such
an agrarian nature you have! I've never seen the
likes of it before. Let us go then., westward shining
to battle. Sing of mudslides and shanty towns, even
Appalachian things twisted in the crotches of hills.
Valleys filled with penchants and pensioners. The
muscle-men of the old domain. You need to
remember, remember, how Pittsburgh was,
once the far west indeed. Pittsburgh,
the far west indeed.
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