AND SOMEDAY
(and Someday), just like that,
I'll take you home. We can live
in a house by the prison and
watch the cattle cars coming
and going. I know that old
Sgt. Swet guy - he won't retire,
but they won't pay him - so
he's mad at everything and takes
it out on the endings. Anyone
leaving gets a clonk on the
head. At the Bull Wall we can
get married again, my sister,
your brother, whatever you'd
want. For food we've got all
we need, and the banquet hall
stuff we can get from that guy
who roasts pork at the truck by
the U-haul place. Don't worry,
it'll all work out. Why are you
getting so blue?
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