Possum’s Lament

Copyright 2004 R. L. Nathan, Jr.

She could tell tales
And hers was so sweet,
But his was much taller,
Why they happened to meet

So they lived both together
And their stories would unfold
But the sweetness was leather
And the book cover mold

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And the train cars were stacked
About thirty years deep
When at maximum speed
They ran off in a creek

So let it be said
And let it be told
The story of Possum
And the land that he sold


As he looked through the wreckage
For something to keep
Across half of Texas
It was a mighty fine heap

He found that his partner
Was not what she seemed
Her fine linen cloths
Were hidden by her jeans

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So he picked up the pieces
And in order to keep her
Cut through the crap
And tried to dig deeper

Held a gun to the head
Of all that they had
The memories were better off
Dying or dead.

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She could tell tales
And hers was so sweet,
But his was much taller,
Why they happened to meet

It ruined all in Tarply
Near Hondo Creek
Where the tales they all ended
Now they nevermore speak

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