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Monday, December 5, 2022

dusty


by nick nelson



ali baba was a bad person, but he loved life.

his sidekick, billy the kid, was nothing but a punk.

christopher columbus, the sheriff, had no use for either one.

everybody knew daniel boone, the deputy, really ran the town.

early one morning a stranger appeared driving a red wagon.

pulled by three black horses and one white grizzly bear.

folks poured out of the saloons lining the dusty street.

ali baba and billy the kid laughed fit to bust.

ed gibbon asked the mysterious stranger his name and number.

henry the eighth suggested gibbon show a bit more courtesy.

because he was giving the lonesome stranger a bad impression.

the stranger climbed down from his wagon, real slow like.

just then a vulture appeared in the wide blue sky.

the vulture landed on top of the kentucky fried chicken store.

little annie thought the vulture might look somewhat familiar.

but the stranger seemed to pay the vulture no mind.

where did you get them hosses? billy asked the stranger.

from the back of the moon, the stranger answered politely.

and that bear? deputy daniel boone enquired with a smile.

he was just walking down the road, the stranger replied.

just all by his lonesome. eh? ed gibbon snickered meaningfully.

as friendly as a puppy, the smiling stranger replied promptly.

suddenly the vulture on the roof descended to the street.

kicking up a cloud of dust and scattering the crowd.

sheriff christopher columbus emerged from his office with a yawn.

and that is when all heck started to break loose.

just as it was foretold long ago in the book.

the book you probably have not taken time to read.

the one on the archbishop’s highest shelf in the back.

be that as it may, the vulture took itself off.

with little annie and her dog caesar on its back.

billy, the sheriff, daniel boone, ed, and henry all disappeared.

only ali and the stranger were standing in the street.

and the three black horses, and the white grizzly bear.

the sun started to go down over the ancient hills.

the stranger looked at ali, not smiling so much now.

you must be a bad man, still be standing here.

you must be a bad man yourself, ali baba replied.

coming here to my town, you got yourself some nerve.

and with them beasts you gone went and done stole.

you think i don’t know where you got them from?


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