from this week in 1969 (I was 24)
Billy The Kid (chapter
117)
Hey, Billy the Kid,
you’ve got dust on your shirt.
Dust on boots is understandable
and you’ve plenty of that,
but on your shirt?
If you stopped just outside of town
to blotch it on,
I’m disappointed.
It doesn’t look blotched,
but maybe you’ve done it before
and know how to get it on just right.
At any rate, I’d rather believe your are real
standing there without a hat
at the water trough.
I guess your nickname had never before
stuck in my mind;
it will from now on.
You are a kid,
or maybe I’ve grown old.
In how many other places like this
have you stopped at a trough
to soak your neck cloth,
and how many times have you mounted
and ridden on with a quick nod to a man
who may have grown old?
HALLOWEEN TRICK OR TREAT?
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