LEAVING TOWN ON SATURDAY NIGHT

Leaving town on Saturday night.

He, the old man walking stiff like a bored saint.
She, the old lady following not too far behind.

To sit, drink and smoke in a bush.

He, the old man with beer and a pack of smokes.
She, the old lady following not too far behind.

Under soft starry skies beside a dried out slough.

He, the old man curled in the cat-tails.
She, the old lady leaving him not too far behind.

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