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Ammannsville, the cats can prowl
the dogs are free to bark and howl,
cows lay drowsy by the tank
the jail is closed, so is the bank
This little place that most forgot
now has a sign, just saying STOP
one lonely sign shines bright in red
guess Ammannsville ain't exactly dead
In our small town, nuthin' begins
there's just two roads, one out, one in
and no one ever stays too long
most of 'em lost, keep movin' on
The STOP sign's only there for show
nobody pays a mind to it anyhow
besides no need to stop at all
the pace is already at a crawl
Nobody stops at our STOP sign
you can run clean through it most anytime
no point in stoppin', just because
there ain't no sheriff, and no laws
Most folks ignore, just roll on through
this ain't no 6-lane avenue
and we don't need the revenue
a wreck might give us somthin' to do
Now the wind's stopped turnin' the old windmill
and all's quiet here in Ammannsville
and even if we had a cop
nobody'd care, no crime to stop
We don't lack nuthin' but a hill
it's peaceful-like in Ammannsville
no time zone 'cause there ain't no clock
if you come our way, prepare to Stop
We ain't far off of the main road
just follow that bunch of black-winged crows
just down the lane, a skip and hop
we'll wait for ya down at the One-Way Stop!
© d.knape
February
12, 2013
"Once Upon A Line" - Light verse
and poetry by d.knape
See Ammannsville,
Texas
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