Dancing horses and colored flags
make them all nervous on every side
some heard the shot that went around the world
some ran for cover, and some afforded cake....


if you get there don`t lift your head
my child..
its a long cold... hard road back again..



north bound "easy all the seats were filled
the children at the windows.. as it pulled away.
the women sat down... carving names in planks...
the fathers still bleeding from those southern cuffs.


if you get there don`t lift your head
my child..
its a long cold... hard road back again.. Vincent

Last edited by lane1777; 09/20/17 02:14 PM.

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