When he
first started throwin'
An' the
rocks began t' fall,
I figgered
best thing I could do
Wuz dodge 'em
all!
But when he
kep' on throwin'
My face got kinda
grim.
I up an'
grabbed some rocks an' chucked
'Em back at him!
But I got
tired 0' throwin'
An' started usin'
sense.
I went an'
gathered up his rocks
An' built a
fence!
-Lon Woodrum
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