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No Horse Town
i lived for a while
the fish who eat milk
stayed with me
i ran faster than the speed of tears
back and forth
the fish went
i wrote another chapter
in the good book
take it home
got to break out
of this no horse town
the question is how
the fish who eat milk
stayed with me
their story is long
the church organ harmonica
played out of tune but
it still sounds good
i sell fear
see the tip jar
all these groceries to pay for
all my life i
searched for
something to hate
the fish who eat milk
they are not many but
they have strong bones
poem
by
Bobby Crawford
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