Check out this little snippet of song, which I sliced out, reheated, repeated from a legendary tune that brother Don had composed and sung back in the ole boomer days.
His classic ballad of Americana defined the tragic experience of our boomer g-generation. I heated up the libretto a bit, while retaining Don's classic melody. . . to re-compose only one verse,
so as to not allow the danger of this one terrible, attempted insurrection to lapse into forgottenness:
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