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So my Lawnmower Repair Guy...                                    The wind that blows                                 Is all that anyone knows                                   -Henry David Thoreau And is the man all right? Nobody knows 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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Aug 14, 2019
Aug 14, 2019 at 3:54 PM UTC
So my Lawnmower Repair Guy was Wounded in a Shoot-Out...
So my Lawnmower Repair Guy...                                    The wind that blows                                 Is all that anyone knows                                   -Henry David Thoreau And is the man all right? Nobody knows 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...
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is: Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com 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.
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Aug 14, 2019
Aug 14, 2019 at 3:54 PM UTC
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