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Walk Like An Egyptian
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After a while the people of Yuma, Arizona
grow tired of I, the old mummy,
wandering around town bumping
into things and getting in the way of traffic
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Plus my bandages have become yellow &
brown with crusty nausea fluttering
in the wind & dragging on the ground
I unintentionally cause 2 traffic accidents
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The police finally catch-up to me
drive me to the California border
point this tired old mummy toward
the dunes, ah yes, giant hills of desert sand
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It takes me two days to climb
to the top of a sand dune, ten minutes
to roll down the other side
& then I hear a bird-like female voice
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We make small talk until finally
I tell her, “I wish you weren’t
a creature of darkness”
she rips a rag off my face “Ahhhhhhh!”
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And leads me to an ancient Egyptian temple
half buried in another dune
where she presses a button that moves
a slab & we step inside
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In a colossus vault painted with moving hieroglyphics
I finally find the lost goddess
or she finally finds me
an overflow of bubbly joy causes me to collapse…
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(Copyright Clyde Collins 2012)
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