"McDugal's Hard-Rock Mine"

[human paraquat]

I aint't got no reason for a fanciful rhyme.
Oh, puerile 'chile, all I know is hard travelin'!

Boxcars, apple wine, dead-end ramblin'
lyin', stealin', cheatin', and big dice gamblin'.

See, I ain't got no time to be wastin' mine,
and I sure as hell got no woman, easin' my mind.

So write me some big words, keep on bidin' your time,
and send 'em care of McDugal's Hard-Rock Mine.

 

[alostlittlebird]

Sweet rhyming. Wish it was a little longer, just so there'd be more to read...