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Pulaski & The Deep Ravine
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With a pack bigger than himself on his back
he trudged thru the night across the salt flats
the full moon was in command beautifully
Pulaski blinked & blinked, sleep deprived, & shuffled onward…
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Suddenly a deep ravine yawned before him
aghast he peered into its long dark depths
oh boy, he turned around & crawled into his bag
slept ’til dawn broke out all over the place…
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After breakfast he looked & looked all around
he strode in circles all over blank terrain
there was no ravine, just flats, distant hills
and a brain in his head thawed out by the sun…
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(Copyright Clyde Collins 2011)
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