The Hobo鈥檚 Dilemma
By JP McMenamin
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Around the bright camp fire
The Hobo鈥檚 whisper low
Just one topic of discussion
Shall we stay or shall we go?
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Some have made their mind up
And gather near the freight
The Hobo鈥檚 run, like lemmings
Hopping to another state.
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鈥淎re you sure it鈥檚 true?鈥 an old
man said
Drinking coffee from a mug
His adam鈥檚 apple bobbed in fear
As he took another slug.
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鈥淏ack in the 30s鈥 the old man said
鈥淲e had the great depression
But if the news I hear is true
Guys, this is some regression.鈥
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鈥淥f course it鈥檚 true鈥 said weasel
Pete
Biting at his dirty nails
鈥淏oys, I ain鈥檛 a staying here
I鈥檓 heading for the rails鈥
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鈥淣ow, hold on guys鈥 said one eyed Joe
鈥淟et鈥檚 talk the whole thing out鈥
鈥淚 aint a staying鈥 yelled weasel Pete
鈥淏oys I鈥檓 a getting out.鈥
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Panic spread like wild-fire
The Hobo鈥檚 up and fled
鈥淚鈥檓 staying boys鈥 said one eyed Joe
And lay back on his bed.
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鈥淒on鈥檛 be a fool鈥 the old man
said
鈥淒on鈥檛 be a stupid Bo
Get your pack upon your back
Come on, it鈥檚 time to go.鈥
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The Hobos headed for the trains
Yep, every single one.
They didn鈥檛 want to meet the man
Called Gerry Ander-son.
I hear the train a coming. Coming round the bend. I aint seen
the
WHOO 鈥 WHOO -
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