Man Duelin

David Raskin
Mar 23
3 min read

He was finally the bread winner with something to in the desert deliver he was the earner one.

After the no lizard treads of the winter with the moon’s wonder pinned there instead of the sun

This time he was with music instead of the after the wicked one’s shivers and the burner gun

It was many years ago

And the of me “I love this vernal waiting weather” after the season of the snow

had our banana shaped pay the bills, we are away from the inmate row, mascot show

It had our vociferous very with volume dueling druthers mandolin one

He too off of his horse with no name onto the sands of the land (which was coolin with no flames) was a tool bag holdin one

He too off of his horse (who also came) was with a Man Duelin backpack-case-game, and off his shoulders came the overall thing he called great dane, we were ready for coolin fun

Just in time he came in front of me being I was a newb, onto him my eyes were glued, with Newbury fame that day

The gust! The haboob! The weather! Finally hushed, and shooed, it finally did contain a thing of silence to say

We were bound to have some musical fun in front of a moon so giant, yet the luminary sun was still riant, it was the beginning of a dueling deliver the goods dawning bluegrass big great day. Yet it was still dark

He had the start, I knew with mine too, I had to play smart

Low with the final build up was the beginning part

We had our pleas we had our instrumental geeze picking hearts

We had improvision

We were glad on a mission

Only the ground with fissures and animal tread friction could “of us tell”

That our “of improvision song” delivered was going well

My gift of blue berries came out of my tool bag, The “Dole Was In” I was making my family glad

Our shifts our societal dues our very openness with true blameless music told the bad split weather to finally become a spring like fad. The animals celebrating too were a thing and they were rad

Our music alikeness was on the same page

It was home on the range

It was home on the plantains

We had a borne scene

We had a bonnie thrashes

We had our raving travels

We were friends, our great music had to come to an end

His Man Dueling, Dueling Man Brand was a brand new trend

For free his gift giving too had a new case to lend.

“Thanks for the new case” I said

“Our old cases are for the birds with bread”

Again our case was sealed We went off into the night