And my lawnmower is hidden behind a fence A chain-link fence, among mowers in rows The owner lost a gunfight; he was taken hence And what about the mowers? Nobody knows
And is the man all right? Nobody knows
UPS has left notes; the door is locked There is no sound of man or machine No one has answered when customers knocked Only the guard-dogs (yep, they’re really mean)
And is the man all right? Nobody knows
Sergeant Schultz at the cop-shop - she knows nothink She’s busy with her personal smartphone Her eyes are fixed; they do not move or blink And I am all alone in The Twilight Zone
And is the man all right? Nobody knows
So what really happened? Nobody knows
And is the man all right? Nobody knows
So who can I contact? Nobody knows
And is the man all right? Nobody knows
Only the wind...
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It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel.
Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: THE ROAD TO MAGDALENA, PALEO-HIPPIES AT WORK AND PLAY, LADY WITH A DEAD TURTLE, DON’T FORGET YOUR SHOES AND GRAPES, COFFEE AND A DEAD ALLIGATOR TO GO, and DISPATCHES FROM THE COLONIAL OFFICE.