COWBOY POETRY 1

September 19, 2009

Ol’ Diablo Reckon it’s fate Put me up on Ol’ Diablo The lily-livered son of a whore Noble a steed As ever rode a mountain pass In the dead God gone of winter The lily-livered son of a whore Swam me across A roaring rage of river Broke through barriers of ice Foundered in snow […]

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2 44262s

September 8, 2009

Fashion (4) silk zebra scarf (4) chilled patina (2) harsh rouge (6) startling ocelot (2) pacing Swamp (4) muddy gumbo (4) zuzz of insects (2) streak reeds (6) thrashing alligator (2) ripple

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POEM

August 5, 2009

The Boll Weevil’s Lament or The Rotten Stranger I sighed and thought and sighed and thought and sighed and thought some more A dream of you came creeping, sliding back across the floor I looked into my mind again and knew that you were dead I stuck the gray gun to my ear and blasted […]

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SAM’S EARLY DRAFT

June 28, 2009
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A Coleridge Misfire Before the Opium Dream In Xanadu did Kubla Khan a really nice palace build

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