YOU THE GONE AGAIN
Pencil the chisel marks from Dolores O'Malley;
Singe the hair from Doris O'Keefe. Do you see
where I'm going with this one? I lost the oar to
this Huck Finn raft a long, long time before this;
note the markings of the river are erratic, and every
tree looks like Pap again. He's haunting the swamp,
he's riding my craft. He's sneaking around in the water.
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I didn't go to Cyclone 9 for nothing. I ran away with
Becky Thatcher and we lived happily ever after - I
shot out for the western lands with her in tow. No more
of that Mississippi stuff for me. Saddle cakes and griddle
burrs. Becky grew breasts while I grew spurs.
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