lauren@vortex.UUCP (Lauren Weinstein) (08/22/83)
BRANDED ------- All but one man died. There at Bitter Creek. And they say he ran away. Branded. Marked as the one who ran. What do you do when you're branded, and you know you're a man? He was innocent. Not a charge was true. But the world would never know. Branded. Marked with a coward's shame, What do you do when you're branded, and you don't have a name? ------- How about this one, kids? --- Everybody knows in the second life, We all come back sooner or later, As anything from a pussycat, To a man-eating alligator. (BEEP BEEP BEEP) Now you all may think my story, Is more fiction than it's fact. But believe it or not my mother dear, Decided she'd come back, As a car. She's my very own, Guiding star. A 1928 Porter. That's my mother dear. She helps me through everything I do, And I'm so glad she's here. (BEEP BEEP) My Mother the Car. My Mother the Car. --Lauren--