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Epilogue
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The town sheriff
one black lonesome partner
tilted back in a chair
by the hanging tree
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Sheriff Isom Dart
got so lonely there
he packed a few things on a burro
melted into the brush
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When the train
chug-chugged around the bend
it blew it’s whistle but kept going
without even slowing down
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Now
there’s nothing there
whatever town was there
has melted into the earth
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A couple lizards
dart from bush to bush
a bird perches on a cactus
whispering wind…
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(Copyright Clyde Collins 2012)
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