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Today’s Special
All children of Bayville Mississippi come out and play!
Bring out your washboards and
fishing wire guitar strings that hold the tension for you.
The grass is brittle brown and the dirt road still dusty but
down by the creek
where the trees bend to give cover and the red dirt’s always mud
the watermelon have grown and
today has finally come. So.
unhunch your backs, wipe off your foreheads
leave from the fields, jump off the shrimpin’ boats and
come to the grove.
That money you owe...you don’t owe today
a levee’s about to burst but let that sweet ripe red water
trickle down your chin
Realize this moment is real because
tomorrow will be just like yesterday