from 2013


Would that I wrote ballads
The sort one reads with glee
Like those of Robert Service
Or Hugh Antoine D’Arcy.

I’d write of love and treason
And low down treachery
Heroines and bastards and
The horrors of John Wayne Gacy.

Oh! to regale the antics
Of brave men out to sea,
Or speak with solemn reverence
Of the lovely Annabel Lee.

Me thinks I just need begin it
Putting fingers to keys steadily
Telling the tales I’ve heard on the trails
With a cadence and words deemed worthy.

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