Headin’ toward the Shacks On a Monday night Gonna hear some nasty blues That’s just alright The light was waning I had paid my dues Easing off Hwy 61 Ready for some blues I turned onto 49 A bit South of town Makin’ my turn As the sun was goin’ down At the cloverleaf The […]
Some Stones Are Just Too Heavy
December 6, 2010 Leave a Comment
ALERT: This was first published in the name of Poor William, the roustabout vagabond Bohemian pillager, who pilfered his kinfolk Pontificus’ opining. Poor William was trying to impress his mother by making her believe he had scribbled his dear brother’s stolen sermon. His mother didn’t fall for it. Poor William remains contrite! (Clarksdale, Mississippi) by PONTIFICUS MINIMUS “Man who lives to […]
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