That has quite a 'singing' effect, Jon.
david b
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From: Jon Corelis <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Sunday, February 04, 2001 9:32 PM
Subject: Sort of a ballad
> Sort of a ballad
>
>
> Davy Crockett's
> lost in the woods
> with a pig in a poke
> and a bill of goods;
> he went out hunting
> for the Cisco Kid
> and ended up ashamed
> of whatever he did.
>
> Baby, baby,
> beat my heart,
> snap its strings
> and make it smart;
> New York City's
> floating in air:
> is it always this way
> everywhere?
>
> Baby Face Nelson
> and Abraham Lincoln
> went into the bar
> and came out stinkin',
> and Rip Van Winkle
> has a new disguise:
> a riverboat gambler
> with a pack of lies.
>
> Mama, mama,
> lift my basket:
> looks like Chicago's
> blown a gasket.
> All these people
> would be better off dead
> than trying to live
> on the devil's bread.
>
> There's plague back east
> and dust out west,
> floods down south
> and the north's depressed;
> the cargo's vanished,
> the wheels are gone:
> this wagon's broke
> and we won't see dawn.
>
> Father, father,
> shoot my wad,
> crack my whip
> and bust my sod:
> San Francisco
> fell into the sea,
> but nobody noticed
> except for me.
>
>
>
> -- unpublished, indented stanzas
> should be in italics
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