I've danced enough to have gone around a circle or two; I ain't whispering Jack of Diamonds because of you. Last night's moon across the creek touching your face was more than I required to stay in this silly all-out race. I ain't running for fun, and never was I am totally under the gun and always was It there's a way out and we go back, have Charley show me. If there ain't no way out for sure, just have Charley shoot me. I'm up against it again; somehow further than then. Don't peer back at nothing over your shoulder If I ain't beside you, it's the end of your trouble.
February 26, 2021
West Texas Dancing Ghost
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