West By Northwest USA
They wear suede coats
Of stained leather, torn and worn
Drive battered ol’ pickups
Ride horses in the morn’
They play cowpie bingo
And the winds always blow
Descendants keep a’comin’
The ol’ ones die and go
The plains in their stead
Remain impervious to change
As it was…as it’s always been
…and will e’er be so…
poem by David Whalen
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