HERE'S WHERE THEY
ALWAYS RUN AWAY
Tents that are kept in gunny sacks are
not really tents, I'd suppose. They're
just always on the move, and what's
the sense of that? Jumping a freight
car with the other hobos, someone
always had to ask, 'What's in the bag,
kid? Got any stogies I can smoke?
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Tying to tell any one of them that
I was wandering just to learn and
absorb things, they'd have slapped
me down as one. 'Dumb sonofabitch!
Think this is pleasure?' Then the
drowsiest one would always wake
up, and say, 'What's in the bag, kid?
Got any stogies I can smoke?'
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