Faye Fox
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Sure send him on over. I will send back one cougar, three wolves, and a dozen rattlesnakes.
Raccoons, continued
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Mary Stetler
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I think I saw its mate here running toward the pond as I drove in.
Faye Fox
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Well, there you go, a match made right here on SOC! Y'all don't forget in all this SOC raccoon relocation, that Von spoke first and has a nice selection available, plus a special if you take the whole damn family.I think I saw its mate here running toward the pond as I drove in.
Well, there you go, a match made right here on SOC! Y'all don't forget in all this SOC raccoon relocation, that Von spoke first and has a nice selection available, plus a special if you take the whole damn family.
Pick up at your leisure.
Faye Fox
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Well, you do seem more like a calm person, but try using words like urgent instead of at your leisure. Maybe you have learned to ring tunes on your cow bell. Maybe sing along.....
My back yard, with raccoons singing
Keeps me awake, a cow bell I'm ringing
I can't get any sleep, I'm out ding a linging
I don't believe in war but my eyes are tired and stinging
And I'm fresh out of rocks, that are good for slinging
But you tell me
Over and over and over again my friend
Ah, you don't believe
My yard is on the eve of destruction
Don't you understand what I'm tryin' to say
Can't you feel the fears I'm feeling today?
My buttons, they have been pushed, there ain't no running away
There'll be no yard to save, if they send me to my grave
Take a look around you folks, it's bound to scare you folks
And you tell me
Over and over and over again my friend
Ah, you don't believe
My yards on the eve of destruction
Yeah my blood's so mad feels like coagulating
I'm standing here just contemplating
I can't twist the truth it knows no regulation
Handful of raccoons, defy legal immigration
And their marches alone, cause me aggravation
When senior home owner respect, is disintegrating
This whole crazy mess is just too frustrating
And you tell me
Over and over and over again my friend
Ah, you don't believe
My yard is on the eve of destruction
Think of all the raccoons, I'd love to ship to China
They are taking over Ohio, and clear down to Alabama
I may leave here, for a trip on a train
But when I return, it's just as insane
The churring of their jaws, with pride and disgrace
They go on all night, they won't get off my case
Go to the next door neighbor, just get off my place
And tell me
Over and over and over and over again my friend
You don't believe
My yard is on the eve of destruction
Faye Fox
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Thanks! I made several attempts over the last 70 years (I started writing at 5) and while hundreds of cowboy poems, ranch stories, several articles published and four books, but it was all dribble, I guess, because it all failed, except what I wrote for assembly manuals. I made a few bucks at that, but it was boring and I couldn't fit in any comedy. The only assembly manuals I sorta enjoyed writing were the ones for electronic kits. That was about 1975. Besides writing, I had to design the printed circuit boards for those kits.I must say, Faye. You must have been a writer sometime along the way.
I had one article, in collaboration with a friend, printed in Mother Earth News and a couple in Countryside Magazine back when Jerry Bellinger published it. Also one in a Antique Ham Radio Magazine about my method of modulation. No money involved and any bragging rights were short lived and worthless.
My most notable writing was when I fell asleep in English class after reading Catcher in the Rye. The teacher startled me by tapping my shoulder, I woke up and said, "What the frig." I was sentenced to write 10 pages, in 3 days, on the meaning of that word and why it wasn't acceptable in the classroom. I wrote 12 and had it the next day. The teacher was so impressed she read it to the class. She pointed out that I had to do research which wasn't easy on such a word and also discussed the social aspects and implications of using such a word. I even discussed committing the crime and my rehab during the punishing hours as a wordsmith, paying for my misdeed.