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Champion of the Breed

from From the Baptist Bookstore by Very Old Morris

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Well, I guess you know the rest. That kind of thing cuts like a razor--it don’t hurt at first, but you know it will later. They say he left his robe of flesh, been in the presence of the savior since one second later. And put like that, it doesn’t sound so bad--I know he ain’t a patient man. Whether angels sang or sighed, then, I can’t tell, and that’s a fact. He’s just an empty haircut--he took a hammer to that coffin; she took a chisel to his headstone, “Champion of the breed.” Here, the dilettante of record says he don’t pay for his women, but it ain’t never free. And put like that, who could blame her ass. They say he died a natural death, lacking any natural predator. And I guess you know the rest.

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from From the Baptist Bookstore, released July 26, 2019

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I'm from San Antonio, Texas. I like to write sad songs about the place and the people I come from. I haven't eaten at Bill Miller's in 15 years, except for one slice of pecan pie a week ago.
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