the farm. when just then a pig happened by
wanting to buy ole tally's arm. if i do that
explained tally, i will melt like cheese;
be served up in the middle of the road like
some forgotten slut, now please. suit
yourself the pig replied, then swaggered on
his way. turned and hollered over that curled
up tail, you know i'll be back one day. mark
my words you little brain, you will sell me
your arm, as sure as you're standing knee
deep in mud out here on this farm. then the
pig crested the hill, snorted and vanished
from sight. leaving weird magoo and tally
spoiling for a fight. let's go get that
little sucker, poke him good and roast him
'til he's done. naw tally, let's just rip
open his belly and leave him to rot in the
sun.
now while all this was taking place miss
pearl had them both in her sight, squeezed
the trigger and blew them away claiming it
served them right. some hair floated down, a
boot fell here, tally's arm hit the pig in
the head. 'what the hell' the pig exclaimed
as he snorted and fell over dead. when just from
the opposite direction a bullet caught miss
pearl by surprise. making her squeal and
holler, nailing her smack between the eyes.
'stay off my farm' the small boy screamed to a
bunch of dead. tell all your friends if they
come here, they can speak with mister lead.
he laid down his rifle, picked an apple and
started to chew. a bolt of lightning erupted
from the sky, struck the boy and split him in
two.
now the moral of the story, the lesson i can
tell, is don't throw all your love and money
down the wishing well. don't be so quick to
turn down a pig when he is so serious. stay
out of the sight of anybody who believes you
are delirious.
thanks for the time
(now i want the money)
yours in the wall,
weird magoo magaw's pa
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