|Rene ~ 2010|
was at da bottom o'da well
alive and kickin' as da day she wuz born
ah hadda believe her
ah just hadda...
nowadays she always yammerin' on 'bout
such crazy nonsense, po' thing
Hope'd gone missin' weeks ago.
an' so ah went down, like i always do
down to dat well wit Faith lookin'
thot Hope'd be bobbin' along up top
on accounta her dead floatin' and all...
an' ah'd just scoop her on out
...but no Hope, not now, again
it was nuthin' der
it wuz never nuthin' der
but water an' more water
i wuz tired of all this crazy
so i just grab Faith's fat ol' hand an' say
"See, she ain't here, i ain't seen her, so you ain't seen her, so hesh up fool!"
dass when Faith got all spooky eye'd an' tol't me
"Emmie, u ain't never believed me, not now, not yeser'day
until u do, ain't gun'be any Hope...
not now, not never"
Rene ~ 2010
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