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   From: dockery@knology.net   
      
   "Peter J Ross" wrote   
   > In rec.arts.poems on Wed, 13 Feb 2008 14:00:11 -0800 (PST), Will   
   > Dockery wrote:   
   >   
   > > Fadeaway Encounter   
   > >   
   > > Life is looking lighter   
   > > I done thrown some lucky dice.   
   > > Packed my trunk, I'm leaving   
   > > float down south to paradise.   
   > >   
   > > Going fishing in the morning   
   > > with a chicken that knows my name.   
   > > Said  the sky fell  down last night   
   > > after the poolhall went insane.   
   > >   
   > > Fadeaway encounter   
   > > through black hills and green water.   
   > > If I win the lottery I swear   
   > > I spark your daughter.   
   > >   
   > > Everything costs too much   
   > > In this dirty old town.   
   > > So we mostly stand on the corner   
   > > clicking our heels around.   
   > >   
   > > Seen Ranger on the court sqaure   
   > > about as high as I can see.   
   > > Mumbling about how it ain't fair   
   > > he didn't shoot no deputy.   
   > >   
   > > Told me about the old man   
   > > Arbuckle is dead.   
   > > Then he started to grandstand   
   > > went and let it get to his head.   
   > >   
   > > Fadeaway encounter   
   > > through black hills and green water.   
   > > Don't ask me cause it all depends   
   > > float downstream, then float on farther.   
   > >   
   > > I said mister can you help me   
   > > my pontoon's sprung a leak.   
   > > She told me that she loved me   
   > > then sold me down the creek.   
   > >   
   > > They run me from the backyard   
   > > to Smith Station backwater shield.   
   > > No I don't run no stop signs   
   > > but I always tend to yield.   
   > >   
   > > Yeah once I had a true love   
   > > Like all my friends she's dead and gone.   
   > > That night she pledged her time to me   
   > > came down on me like wood on bone.   
   > >   
   > > Fadeaway encounter   
   > > Through black hills and green water.   
   > > I'd give you a cigarette   
   > > if I only had a dollar.   
   > >   
   > > Went down to the courthouse   
   > > to talk about back support.   
   > > I said hey man I can't afford   
   > > to keep this boat afloat.   
   > >   
   > > He's the king of Shadowville   
   > > eats what he kills   
   > > he's a self made man.   
   > > Good luck to you all,   
   > > someone has to take the fall   
   > > he'll smile when he shakes your hand -   
   > >   
   > > The preacher man was snarling   
   > > I swear he had blood in his eyes.   
   > > The middle of Summertime   
   > > but these streets are cold as ice.   
   > >   
   > > Everything I'm saying   
   > > let me make it perfectly clear.   
   > > The hanging judge has no pity   
   > > rules this town with fear.   
   > >   
   > > Fadeaway encounter   
   > > through black hills and green water.   
   > > I have to remind myself this time   
   > > I remember that I forgot her.   
   > >   
   > > Floating by the backlots   
   > > Chicken's got his spurs on now.   
   > > He's got his big red hat on   
   > > raving about some gospel plow.   
   > >   
   > > I said mister can you tell me   
   > > how can a chicken know my name?   
   > > He said son   
   > > all the little people know your name.   
   > >   
   > > Aliens ants and angels   
   > > green monkeys in the trees   
   > > Common folks in offices   
   > > that kill you by degrees.   
   > >   
   > > Fadeaway encounter   
   > > through black hills and green water.   
   > > I swear if I play this game again   
   > > I'll trade this boat for a helicopter.   
   > >   
   > > -Will Dockery (words) Henry Conley (music)   
   >   
   > What a bee-ootiful poem, Dockery!   
   >   
   > Genious!   
      
   Thanks for taking the time to read and comment, Peter.   
      
   --   
   ''Fadeaway Encounter'' by Will Dockery-Henry Conley (mp3):   
   http://www.myspace.com/willdockery   
      
   "Ozone Stigmata" by Will Dockery-Henry Conley (video):   
   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bxfl_7KvFcc   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)