Dateline Yankeetown: A Red Christmas

Only a few moments ago I heard singing whilst on the balcony. Reminiscent of Dylan, it sounded much like this:

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Hey ! Mr Tangerine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey ! Mr Tangerine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.


I joined the spirit of the eve of course and we harmonized on a different tack. Apparently he did not like my contribution:

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Rocky lashed out and grinning a grin
He said Danny boy this is a showdown
Alas I was hot; I drew first and shot
And Rocky collapsed in the corner


A coon under the rising moon. I love poetry.

BD





I am..........disturbed.

Concerning the difference between man and the jackass: some observers hold that there isn't any. But this wrongs the jackass. -Twain