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The
Hunt
It
started young with bedtime tales
Of
years that had gone by
Gramps
told of how they use to live
And
how they all had died.
It
made me wonder who they were
And
what they all had been
So
the hunt began for names & dates
To
look up all my kin.
I
knew there were some famous ones
Like
Daniel Boone and Dewey
But
had no idea that I would find
that
most of them were screwy!
Like
old maid Flo who had a fear
Of
men and all their groping
She
wore a whistle round her neck
(...
but I think she was just hoping!)
And
then I found an Uncle George
Whose
stories send you reeling
He
was caught with someone's horse
So
they strung him up for stealing.
Next
I found old scarlet Lucy
Who
ran a house of sin
Till
they closed it down & locked her up
For
her wicked way with men.
After
hearing bout Grandpa Henry
I
put my hunt to rest
Could
take no more afraid I’d find
That
my bloodline's not the best.
So
be prepared when you start your hunt
For
those ghost that once lay hidden
Could
raise and haunt you in the night
And
you might regret the diggin!
by
Suzi Terrell
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